Renee
"Have you considered what to do with the gifts, Renee?"
My busy hands froze instantly, and I turned to face Nicole with a raised brow, dropping the hairbrush I was holding back on the dressing table.
"What exactly did you just ask me?"
"You heard me correctly, Renee. What plans do you have for the gifts? The flowers and the greeting card. Are you going to call him and tell him something? You realize Robert is sending you these things, right?"
"I am aware."
"Why don't you call him? Remember you never thanked him for the ones he sent you in Miami a few weeks ago? He was hurt because of that, and you know that."
"I know, I know, I know! I called him last night," I exclaimed a little too sharply as I continued, "I dialed his number, the one I'd been saving all along, but it didn't go through. So I'm confused right now, Nicole, and I'm not sure what to do."