Chapter 323 – Sister Stuff

• Ella
• “I wonder what Cora’s up to,” I sigh as I stand by the window rocking Rafe, who his crying a little and fussing in my arms. I know that he doesn’t need anything – he’s been fed, burped, changed, and everything else a baby could want. He’s just crying to cry, and I give a defeated little sigh, smiling at him and knowing that he just has to take a minute to work it out.
• Sinclair, sitting on the bed with papers spread out all around him, glances up at me. “You haven’t had any word from her?” he asks.