Rose's POV
I redid my make up a little and stepped out of the ladies room with a brand new confidence in me. With my head kept up high, I stepped out of the ladies room.
I am Rose Hans now, no longer Rose Rivera and no one had any right to make me feel less of myself.
I took a deep breath and strolled back into the hall. Just then, I bumped into someone... a lady, an old lady and her purse fell to the ground.
"Oh sorry ma'am." I apologized as I bent to pick up her purse for her.
"Young ladies. You rich young ladies don't look at the road again. Your eyes should always be focused as a lady." She muttered as I picked the purse up.
That voice.
I would know it anywhere.
Even before I saw the face, I knew who that was.
What the hell was she doing here? What was Mrs Rivera doing in
