Pauline Briggs looked to the side.
On the bed next to her lay Sienna Johnson, her face full of exhaustion, even her brows were furrowed in her sleep. Looked like she was completely worn out, so even their talking hadn't woken her.
"I'll watch Curly, you take Sienna home. Look how tired she is." Pauline said distressedly.
"..."
"This girl's been worn out lately too, stuff at the company, stuff with the White Family… She's so stubborn, never tells me anything." Pauline said, heart aching.
Adrian Desmond glanced at Sienna. She really was exhausted. Last night the two of them were in the mood and went at it for a long time.
The two of them showered and went to bed, hadn't slept long before their daughter's stomach started hurting. Registration, paying fees at the hospital—everything finally settled down just before dawn.
"I told her to go back and rest just now, but she insisted on staying here with Curly. Since she doesn't want to leave, let her sleep here.
