Chapter 87

[Cordelia]

"Knock Knock," two familiar faces pop their faces into my office, their bodies hidden by the wall. I squeal at the sight of my two best friends in the world right now as they enter my new office and we collapse into a group hug.

"Nice, a corner office," Tilly remarks, looking around and playing with a random paperweight that must have belonged to the last lead designer. "This view is way nicer than mine." She whistles as she walks to the windows and peers out. "I won't lie to you, Cordy. I'm a little bit jealous."

"But you own your own building," I point out. "I'm only renting this office and the employees working for me. This is temporary."

"It doesn't have to be," Clark points out, saying what I've been thinking all morning. "You could just ask Atlas if you can stay. He wouldn't even charge you for the facilities. You're family."

"Not anymore," I disagree. "Having this baby doesn't change my situation. I'm still Atlas' ex-wife."

"None of that matters," Clark insists. "You'