Plan B

ALAIA

News about my pregnancy spread like wildfire, overshadowing the fact that Zira was also pregnant. Isaiah was excited, but I could tell he was nervous. It made sense. Becoming a father of not one but two babies by two different women only a few months apart can be taxing.

When he told Isabella, her reaction was subpar, but Zira’s reaction was puzzling. She looked as if she wanted to cry. Not from sadness but excitement. I thought she would at least be nervous about the competition, but maybe she didn’t see it that way. I was wondering what was going on, but I will find out.

The following week, Isaiah left to attend business with my brother, giving me time to figure out what to do with this grimoire. Things were looking bright for me. Now, if only there was a way to see the contents of the grimoire, and I could get rid of Zira for good. That’s all I wanted, and I could be happy. Well, as happy as I could be without James. My moment of solitude was interrupted by a knock on