Chapter 9
Romy pulled off her latex gloves and patted Ebony’s shoulder. “Yup, about two to three weeks, I would say. You can get dressed now, honey.”
While Ebony tidied herself up, Romy sat down. Ebony had called her this morning and asked to come see her somewhere private. Romy had invited her to her home, and now, Ebony smiled at her gratefully.
“Thank you for doing this, Romy. I wouldn’t ask, but I’m conflicted.”
“I should say.” Romy gave her a warm smile. “Look, it must be a confusing time, what with this thing with Atlas, and I can totally see why you’re hesitant to tell him. That being said, Atlas is far from the oblivious billionaire. He knows stuff happens which isn’t convenient, or perhaps the way society states things should happen. It’s life.”
“So, you think I should tell h
