Chapter 15 - THE HOUSEKEEPER UNIFORMI kept the uniform.

For a while.
It hung in the back of my closet.
Gray.
Plain.
The clothes I wore to enter Nathan’s life without being recognized.
Lily thought it was funny.
“You were pretending to clean?”
“I actually cleaned.”
“Why?”
“To avoid suspicion.”
She stared.
“That sounds like a bad spy movie.”
Correct.
Eventually, I donated the uniform.
Not because I hated it.
May you like
Because I no longer needed disguise.
That mattered.