CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO
'No, Nolani I am not Dada. My name is Jason' Jason shook the child gently to keep her awake. The last thing he wanted was for a child to call him father when he had no intention to stick around.
Nolani looked at the man that was keeping her from a much desired sleep and turned her face to the other side and slept off. Jason's heart raced but he left the child alone. He waited for some minutes for Naya to come out before he dosed off too.
When Naya came out and saw both of them asleep, she took a long look at them and smiled. Normally, Naya would never leave any of the children in her care with the founder's grandson but now, she felt like she could. And trust wasn't an easy thing for her.
Stuck between listening to her head or her heart, Naya went with the most reasonable option – caution. She took out the sewing machine in her wardrobe; the children had clothes that needed mending.
