Carmela waved a dismissive hand.

"Well, that's wonderful," she said, her voice flat and uninterested. "I'm sure it'll be a beautiful baby. But I must say, I don't see what this has to do with me."

Carmela turned back to a mirror, fussing with her hair.

"You know, if you're planning on keeping it, you'll need to make some major changes in your life," she said, her tone dismissive. "No more late nights out, or partying.

Nichole sat down on the edge of the hospital reception chair, facing ...