Isabelle picked her phone and she started calling Annabeth, for some weird reasons, she was craving cupcakes and she needed someone to get them for her. Annabeth was probably home, holed up in front of her computer completing one of her deadlines. Isabelle smiled, she couldn’t remember the last time she had to work her ass off. Soft life has always been one for her and she enjoyed it too much. A baby girl life indeed.

Annabeth picked up on the third ring and her groggy voice made Isabelle knew she was sleeping already. Her eyes darted to the wall clock and it was just past ten pm, how come...