"Are you okay, Maren?” Nella asked as she slipped into one of the facial chairs beside Maren. She put down her bag somewhere beside her and almost immediately, a lady came to attend to her.
“I'm good, I mean, why wouldn't I?” Maren asked, without looking at her as her face was covered in a facial mask, but she knew it was Nella who had just spoken.
"So you're holding up fine?”
"Really, Nell?”
"I'm just asking. I mean, he was your ex fiance after all and the father of your child,” she said defensively.
“I like the fact that you said the word ‘ex fiance’. I don't care if he's the father of my child, I get to choose who'll father my child.”
“Ooh, spicy" Nella said, as her legs were placed in a footbath, the mouth she was referring to Maren.
“I really don't care what happened to him,"
