"So, where are you going to stay after your divorce?"
Heaven chewed on the grape that was in the basket near the table as she pondered. "He said I can leave anytime I want after I sign the divorce papers," she said casually, then blinked, only to look at Paula, who was sitting on the side of the bed.
"Is that so?" Paula nodded in understanding. "Will you leave tomorrow, then?" she asked.
"Maybe?" Heaven shrugged as she picked up another grape from the basket. "Why are you asking? Will you offer your place for me to stay?" she asked, trying to see how her 'friend' would react.
Heaven's words caught Paula off guard. There was a look of confusion on her face for a minute, as if offering her place never crossed her mind. "Of — of course," she stammered. "I mean, sure. If you don't have any place to stay, you can always stay in my place. We're friends, after all."
