Despite Romy's earlier confession, nothing about her demeanor matched a woman blinded by love. It didn't fit her personality at all.
"Why wouldn't I? Do you think I'm incapable of falling for someone?" Romy fired back, adopting a flippant, casual tone.
Starla didn't buy it for a second. Romy was definitely hiding a major ulterior motive.
When Starla didn't reply, Romy waved a hand in front of her face. "Earth to Starla."
Starla blinked and went back to eating in silence.
"Want my help?" Romy asked lazily.
"No." If this were the old Romy, Starla might have accepted. But this Romy was operating on a different wavelength. "Does Amos know you're here?"
"Nope. Why would I tell him?" This was clearly a rogue operation.
Starla gave her a sidelong glance. "You're one of his top people. You don't think he's looking for you?"
"I left a note. They won't look."
"Saying what?"
"That I'm off to pursue my own life."


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