chapter 7

Vera's POV:

I blinked a few times, feeling the sun soak into my lids. I sat up, groaning and extending my sore back, to see Lisa and Lilly preparing breakfast.

Marisa crawled on top of me, and I groaned some more. "I'm not ready for the day."

"Fine. Then you don't have to eat Lisa's delicious quesadilla."

I turn my head in her direction. "Quesadilla, count me in."

We sat around the island, eating quesadillas. I look up to see Lisa feeding Marisa, who spits up the milk all the time. She sighs as she wipes Marisa's cheeks.

Lilly set her quesadilla down. "Today, we will go purchase a baby crib and a few items for Marisa."

Lisa lowered her head and set the bottle down. "I-I don't have any money."

"I have some in my savings," I announced before Lilly could respond. "We can use that."

"Didn't you say your workplace has childcare?" Lilly inquired.

"Yes!" I promptly replied. We can have them look after Marisa there during the day for free!" In the past, I didn't understand the appeal of free