Annabelle felt like there was something Kendrick wanted to say to her.
Suddenly, she realized something and stared at him, asking, “Kendrick, could your friend be…?”
“What?” Kendrick’s expression turned serious for a moment.
“Is it that the father of the child isn’t around, or she doesn’t feel comfortable discussing it with the father?”
Kendrick’s expression softened, but a hint of confusion appeared on his face.
“Why do you ask?”
“If that’s the case, why would she come to you to discuss whether or not to have the baby? Shouldn’t she be talking to the father?”
Kendrick suddenly smiled and ruffled her hair.
Annabelle, while smoothing her hair, asked, “Did I say something wrong?”
“She messaged me earlier about something else,” Kendrick pulled her into his arms, “I know she has a hea
