12 - Pieces of Advice.

Isis eyed Lizeth as she gave her the advice. Still in their sitting room, they've argued and gone back and forth over Isis' job, and yet, they haven't come to a conclusion of what she should actually do. Where Isis and Lizeth were still discussing about it, Pheonix was lost in her thoughts, thinking of the dilemma she found herself in.

"I really wouldn't mind if I were you though," Lizeth said like it was no big deal, then shrugged her shoulders. She wondered why Isis was making it seem like it was something extremely serious. "If you truly need the job like you said, I'd advise you to just do as he says."

Isis paused to stare at Lizeth, then she scoffed, then turned to face Phoenix, who looked indifferent, because her mind was somewhere else. "Pheonix, did you hear what Lizeth just suggested?" She asked her with raised eyebrows.

"What did she suggest?" Pheonix asked, looking very uninterested. The only thing on her mind at the moment was her pregnancy. She had not been going to work