150 - Messed Up Barbie

Tony's eyes widened as the front door opened and Lola suddenly ran out of it. He was out of the car and over at her side in an instant. "Mrs Sanchez?." He called out with a worried expression on his face as he looked from Lola’s reddened eyes to the little house in front of them. "Is everything alright in there?."

Lola sniffled as she ordered. "Let's go."

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"Lola?."

Noah walked into the bedroom to meet a sorry sight. He had been briefed by John as soon as he stepped out of the meeting room that Tony had called; Something had happened at Dew Square and Lola was back home early.

What he did not expect to see on his arrival was Lola on the bed with a wasted box of Kleenex tissues scattered all over the floor. Her head was buried in her lap as she cuddled her legs against her chin.

She stiffened as she heard him but didn't dare to look up at Noah while looking like a messed up Barbie.

But obviously, Noah was not one to care about such things as he climbed into the bed himself and gather