After retrieving her bags, Juliana walked to the opposite side of the mansion from the children. She was not sure how she felt about being so far away from them. What if they needed her? She had tried countless tears and comforted them in their times of need. She had helped change the youngest twins' diapers and feed them. She was attached to them all in their own way, but she adored the younger ones more because she had basically help raise them. 

The small nanny opened the bags and started to unpack them and put her possessions away. She put her make up in the drawers under the vanity mirror and placed her drawing journals and pencils on the desk. She was thrilled to have a desk! She also had flowers in her room which she dipped her head to inhale their sweet fragrance before resuming her settling. She didn't really have a whole lot of possessions, but that was what she preferred. She had grown up wondering when her next meal would be or if she would wear clean clothing the next day...

Thoughts of her childhood made her throat tighten, so she hung up her last blouse with determination before storing her empty bags in the corner of her closet. She caressed the bed's surface before stalking back out of her room into the hall. She felt an odd sadness in that room of hers. Maybe it was just her dealing with the move and being emotional thinking of her childhood... But something was off because she felt less sad as she left the small space. Odd. She stood in the hallway for a moment longer before heading down the steps back towards the heart of the house.