"Found?"

"About the baby." She looks down at where her arms are folded across a pillow.

Pella plants her chin on her shoulder. "If he's too stupid to notice how awesome you are, that's on him. You deserve better."

She gives a reflective hum. She just figured ISAAC was it.

"Is that why you left?"

"No. I mean, maybe.".

"Girl, you've got all the gossips in talk. She thought Marjorie Martinelli would have a heart attack."

A small chuckle escapes her as she imagines Marjorie's face. "She's happy that she gave them some entertainment."

Pella takes a deep breath and leans in towards her, hugging her tightly. "Are you going...