#Chapter 190 – Baby Trouble

“Ella!” my dad calls again, pounding on the door. “What’s going on!?” “It’s nothing, Dominic!” mom snaps back, turning to glare at the door that she’s got her back pressed against, like dad can see her expression through it. “We just need a minute! For girl stuff!” There’s a long pause outside of the door and then dad groans. “Fine!” he calls, sounding exhausted, his voice fading as he clearly walks away. “I’ll go get the boys up – you handle this girl stuff. Get them up and dressed!” “Dressed?” I ask, peering at the door like it has answers. “For what?” “Ariel!” Mom gasps again, darting for me now that dad’s gone and grabbing for the neckline of my pajamas. “Where is it – where did he.” But I just sigh, putting my hands on my hips and tilting my head back so that mom can see the evidence for herself. “He didn’t mark me, mom – god I’m going to get sick of saying that today.” “He didn’t!?” she gasps, still looking like I’m hiding it from her or something. “Then what did he…” But