"You think someone took my babies and they are not dead," she said. Very quietly.
"I think someone switch all of our babies," Julian said. "And I think yours ended up with us. And I don't know yet where your two babies are yet." He held her gaze. "But I am going to find out. That I promise you."
Yvette sat back in her chair. She looked down at the table. Her hands were very still in her lap.
When she looked up again, her eyes were bright, but her jaw was set.
"Okay." Yvette sat up straighter and reached for her bag. "Let's go see my baby then. At your home."
"No." Julian shook his head once. "We go to the hotel first. I'll come with you, we'll get my baby, and then I'll take her home." He paused.
"My wife is in a delicate state right now. I need to walk through that door today with our baby. That's the priority."
Yvette stopped rummaging in her bag and looked at him.
"Your wife," she said slowly, something shifting in her expression. Not quite wistful. Just thoughtful.
