"W–Wanda?" Anton stuttered, stretching his hand forward for the phone.
Wanda fell silent for a while before speaking,
"What's this about, Trent?"
Anton's expression fell— sadness was written all over his face
"Y–You don't recognize the voice?"
Sh exhaled,
"I know about it" Trent muttered, looking up, at Anton's face.
"About what?"
"Stop feigning ignorance" he snapped,
"W–Wan---"
"You're still a big baby, huh?" She sighed, chuckling.
Anton's eyes widened as his expression softened.
"Was he just about to cry?" She laughed, asking Trent
Trent was silent for a while.
Was this a joke to her?
"You're not taking this seriously" Marie muttered, walking closer, her jaws tightening.
"...You must be the wife" Wanda mused.
"You---"
"How have you..." Anton paused, glancing at Marie.
"I–It's not looking good, Wan"
"Of course it's not" she scoffed,
"Did your dumbass tell them?"
"N–No---"
"He didn't" Trent cut in,
"And you---"
"It's happened" She interrupted,
