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Grayer was the casualty of their ambition. He was a lonely little boy drowning in a sea of French lessons, swimming practice, and masterclasses for toddlers, starving for someone to just sit on the floor and play with him.

I watched through the cracked door as Mrs. X laughed with her friends, playing the part of the perfect wife and mother, while her actual child was heartbroken just a few rooms away. "Enough," I whispered to myself.

"Annie," Grayer whispered to me on my third day, as I tried to coax him into eating a plate of steamed kale shaped like the Eiffel Tower. "Do you think Mommy knows I'm here?" DiГЎrio de uma Nanny ComГ©dia, Drama, Romance 200...

"You're the new nanny," Caleb said, leaning against the mirrored wall.

Of course, my own life was becoming a complicated juggling act. To keep my mother from having a heart attack, I maintained the lie that I was working in finance. I would change out of my sweatpants and into a pencil skirt in the subway station every evening before heading home. Then, there was Harvard Hottie. Grayer was the casualty of their ambition

He lived in the penthouse of the X's building. His real name was Caleb, but in my head, he was the embodiment of every Ivy League crush I’d ever dreamed of. He was tall, had messy brown hair, and possessed a smile that made me forget my own name.

"Perfect. You look sensible. Not like the last one who tried to steal my husband's vintage watch collection," she said, pulling a leather-bound planner from her Chanel bag. "Can you start Monday? Little Grayer needs a firm hand, and I need to go to a fundraiser for endangered moss." X laughed with her friends, playing the part

We met in the elevator when Grayer decided to press every single button. Instead of being annoyed, Caleb just laughed and helped me intercept Grayer before he could hit the emergency stop.