Rosetta covered her face with a handkerchief as she got off the tricycle after paying the driver. She didn’t bother to call Edgar to give her a ride.
She looked around, checking if someone might recognize her. She hoped no one would with her hanky on her face. Some of the staff were busy with their respective duties around the hotel.
Aisht! I’m like a criminal when all I need to do is check on my boyfriend!
But then she didn’t want them to know she was there or she would be chaffed in no time.
“Rosetta?”
She almost froze when she met Angelie at the elevator, obviously coming back from sending some room service. Her friend spotted her, apparently, even with the cover on half of her face.
“Why are you covering your face?” she asked, sniggering.
“I have cough,” she lied and coughed to
