Lisa's P.O. V.
Last week's news was still prominently on my mind. I knew it would be. I kept trying to decide what it was that I wanted to do. Short of having a uterus transplant, which I don't think is a thing, I can't carry my own child without endangering the two of us. I'm leaning towards surrogacy because I'd still like to see a little Davis running around. I want Izzy to have a sibling that is blood related to her. Not that adoption would make them any less our family.
Today, however, my mind was not on how I would have a child. No, today my only thoughts were about how satisfying it would be to see Dad hauled off to jail. Today is the day Davis helps me trap him in his office and talk to him one on one. Well, Two on one, as Davis won't be leaving my side.