Sophia and Felix didn't stay long in Steve's apartment. Sophia analyzed, "They are talking things through. If they don't make up, we should not be here. If they do make up, we should not be here."
Felix didn't understand that logic. "Why should we not be here if they make up?"
"Try to remember... when we hit a bump, what are we doing after we make up?" Sophia showed a sly smile.
Felix frowned. He didn't want to imagine his baby sister doing with Steve what he does with Sophia. "You are right. We should go." Felix squeezed through his teeth.
"Just a second." Sophia went to the kitchen and after some rummaging, she came back with a note that says they left. She kept the note on the coffee table. "They will see it here, so they know we left. Let's go."
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Inside bedroom, Steve was looking at Bridgette who was on the bed with her face hidden in the pillows.
"Biddy, can we talk?" He pleaded.
She didn't respond.