Isabella crawled between the sheets and groaned. Her back was killing her from walking the entire afternoon and early evening shopping with the girls. In the end, they’d had a group of six and Portia had even had time to have a cup of coffee at a quiet table at Isabella and Sabine’s favorite coffee place, with five women watching on of course.
Corry, Jesse, and Amelia had all joined them for the shopping spree. Isabella had put a hefty dent into her credit card and Portia had gotten some exceptionally good retail therapy in, and as an added bonus, was surrounded by strong females who propped her up instead of tearing her down.
Isabella was certain Portia had gone to bed and cried herself to sleep once she’d been alone, but crying was part of healing, and she knew she had to let her heal
