“The billionaire pretended to be asleep to test his maid’s little girl—but when I opened my eyes, my face was covered in paint, and my heart was the thing that broke. I thought I was about to expose someone, the way money had taught me to do. Instead, a three-year-old girl looked at me with a brush in her hand and revealed a truth I had spent years hiding from everyone, including myself.
I closed my eyes in the sitting room of my Nashville mansion and stayed perfectly still. I wanted the room to believe I was asleep. More than that, I wanted to know what people did when they thought I could not see them.
