Lisa was in the midst of doing Michael and her laundry when she felt something in his pocket, equally not wanting it to get damaged and curious she unfolded the letter, getting more and more agitated as she had read it, angry tears falling down her face. She blamed that on the pregnancy hormones. He hadn’t even mentioned Romilda and here she was sending him letters about “giving them a shot”. Why was this letter in his pocket? Lisa wanted to rip it into shreds but she knew she had to go see Romilda first, confront her about sending love letters to her boyfriend. Donning a backless top with her jeans she put on some heeled sandals, making sure her hair and make up looked the best it could and made her way over to Romilda’s office to ask her what the hell this letter was about. Knocking on her office door she waited to be called inside. Putting the letter on her desk as soon as she got in. “I think this belongs to you.”