“It’s nice to meet you!” I said with a smile.
“It’s nice to meet you, too. I’ve heard you’ve been very kind to my staff, so thank you.” I laughed a little at that.
“It’s not hard to be nice to people that help you. But, to be honest, if I grew up in this place, I’d probably be working here. My mom does housekeeping at a hotel back where I live, so I understand how hard it can be to deal with…” I trailed off, looking back at Amanda before we left the room.
“Bitches,” Iris whispered under her breath, not expecting me to hear it. I couldn’t help but laugh loudly.
She opened her eyes wide, “I’m sorry, you weren’t meant to hear that,”
“It’s okay; I know exactly what you mean.” She looked like she was still on edge, and I wanted her to feel comfortable with me.
I put my hand on her arm and
