Every day, when my daughter got out of preschool, she would tell me, “There’s a girl at my teacher’s house who looks exactly like me.-NANA

At first, everything was perfect. I often checked the cameras during work and saw Anna treating the children gently and patiently.

Sometimes I picked Lily up late, and Anna never complained—she even fed her dinner.

Then one afternoon, while driving home, Lily suddenly said:

“Mommy, there’s a girl at teacher’s house who looks just like me.”

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