Arya stood up from her bed and walked towards the crib. She wanted to see her child without the blind fold on. The feeling of holding her angel was so good.
Maybe she could do it on her own. Levi was away due to some mission he had to undertake on his own. He promised to get back as soon as possible.
In the house, she had a nanny who took care of both the mother and baby. Given that she was also a trained agent, it made it easier for the woman to protect her master's family.
The nanny was a woman in her early forties. Judging from how well she maintained her figure, one could hardly tell that she was that old.
Arya liked the motherly aura that woman brought with her. It was more than what Rhea had given her.
The day was sunny and calm. Just the right weather to go for a stroll. Even so, she was afraid to step outside the compound.
The world has left a scar on the woman. She stood beside the crib looking inside.