Della’s POV
I hid the pregnancy test on one of my bags first. Once I calmed myself down, I stood up and helped Diana on packing our things.
As soon as she saw me, she stopped me. “Miss, I can do that. You should just rest. Please, it’s my job.”
Diana even motioned toward the chair, telling me to take a seat and just watch her.
I smiled, and uttered in refusal, “Let’s do it together. Besides, I have nothing else to do anyway.”
“But…”
I raised my hand and showed her my palm as I interjected, “No buts. Let’s do it together and that’s final. It will be faster as well.”
Diana let out a frown. “Now, how I can refute when you say it like an order? No fair…”
I laugh at that.
She’s being silly, but cute.
After half an hour, Diana and I slammed ourselves on the sofa. We were breathing heavily. “Finally!”
We both said while looking at the piles of bags filled with our things.
Once we recovered from exhaustion, I said, “Okay, let’s go and finds what awaits us.”