"Yeah, what a coincidence," Joanne replied, managing a faint smile. Her body hadn't fully recovered yet, and after being out and about for so long, her back was aching so badly she could barely stand straight.
She didn't want Zane to notice anything was off, so she gritted her teeth and pushed through.
The parking lot was dimly lit, and Joanne couldn't shake the feeling that Quinn's gaze kept flickering between her abdomen and her face. It might have been her imagination, but it made her uneasy.
"You look really pale. Are you sick?" Quinn stepped closer, reaching out as if to feel her forehead.
Joanne sidestepped her hand, forcing another faint smile. "I've been indoors for too long, probably just chilled by the AC."
She had neither the energy nor the patience to deal with Quinn. "Mr.
