Chapter Three
Chante stared at her reflection in the bathroom mirror. Seven hours of sleep had restored her equilibrium. There was an undeniable sparkle in the emerald green eyes. She had a secret, one that she wouldn’t ever have the guts to share with anyone. No one should ever know what transpired in a bathroom of a patient in NY General Hospital. And who would even believe her?
She felt like she won the lottery. Heck, this wasn’t something she could add to her achievements in her resume. Still, the memory brought a smile to her face that she tried to hide from her brother, Markey.
“Why d’you look so happy?’ Markey eyed her suspiciously.
Do I...? she responded nonchalantly.
“Maybe because I have called in sick and will be with you the next three days?” she answered and was gratified
