The children, usually so enamored with their nanny, started dropping hints that painted a different picture. Their whispers during family dinners were tinged with confusion and a touch of sadness. “She doesn’t really play with us anymore…” they’d say, their eyes reflecting the confusion of young minds trying to make sense of a shift they couldn’t fully understand. The mother listened but dismissed these comments, attributing them to normal childhood exaggerations. After all, Emily had always been great; why should she doubt her now?