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3 months later...
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A five month pregnant Stella sniffed as she wiped away her tears. "I hate him. I hate him so much. I have decided - I am getting a divorce."
Joanne looked up at her from the pan - she was making pasta to try to calm her down because food was the only solution Joanne knew or used when it came to dealing with pregnant Stella's mood swings. "Finally. She has come to her senses!" She declared.
Olivia glared at her best friend; the woman was adding more fuel to the fire than pacifying the situation.
All the girls were alone in the house, the men had to leave a week after Olivia and Leon came back from their Texas trip. They were in Russia now, forging relationships with the Mafia there. The three women didn't know what the use
