The Next Day
Isabelle's POV
I sat at the dining table, finishing my breakfast while texting Harley.
[Hope you're already dressed and ready?] I typed.
[Been ready since 5.]
[What?!]
[I know I'm being paranoid. Just nervous.]
[Make sure you've eaten before I pick you up.]
[Sure ;) ]
I slipped my phone into my pocket and took a sip of water from my glass. As I stood up, the driver appeared, waiting patiently outside. He held the door open as I approached, closing it behind me before taking his place at the wheel.
As we drove off, my phone buzzed with a new text.
[The DNA results will be available in 4 days.]
I stared at the screen, my thoughts briefly drifting back to when I sent the DNA sample to the hospital. Even though I have already gotten my answer right from the horse's mouth, it still needed more concrete evidence.
