Chapter 87. Daughter

"You'll go ahead, Carl. I just need to use the restroom," I told him.

"Do you want me to come with you?" he asked.

I chuckled and shook my head. "No, go ahead so we can head home after."

"What about Amari?" He pointed to our daughter.

"I'll take her with me. She might cause a scene here," I replied.

I had seen a restroom downstairs earlier, but now that we were here with Amari, I couldn't seem to find it. The place was quite spacious, so I took a few turns.

"Mama," Amari said.

"Just wait a moment," I told her and turned again.

Earlier when we entered the building, I remembered seeing it. Now, as I made my way downstairs, it was nowhere to be found.

Carl and I decided to leave early today. After he spoke to the designer he had brought to the office, he suggested we go home. He needed some rest.

I couldn't blame him; he was really living up to his word. I could hardly keep up with everything that was happening. One day, I woke up to