The Son of a Nanny Whispers Revenge

Master Ethan was twelve years old when he was weaned, and my Mom was his wet nurse.
My Mom loved Master more than she loved me.
In a fit of anger, I accidentally killed her.
When Master found out, he fell gravely ill.
Not knowing I was the culprit, he caressed my cheek and said with a trembling voice, 'Will you be my wife?'
I touched my belly, where an unformed child lay, and smiled softly, 'Of course. If Mom knew from the afterlife, she'd be overjoyed.'