Francesca sighed softly as she was on the phone, her expression showing worry. Watching from the kitchen, Aspen felt annoyed by her mother’s behavior. The young woman muttered quietly to herself, making sure Francesca couldn’t hear.

“She’d be nice to me, too, if I had money,” Aspen grumbled.

Francesca’s voice caught Aspen’s attention, and she fell silent.

“Oh my, Hannah... I didn’t realize you were working so hard. I think it’s just stress, but you might be pregnant.” Francesca laughed after that. “I’d be so happy if you really were pregnant.”

Aspen rolled her eyes. Disgusting, she thought to herself.

“When are you going to the hospital for a check-up?”...