ROGER’S POV
"Are you really going back to New Orleans?"
"I have to, Beryl. Germaine is sick." I really shouldn't be leaving yet because I know Ally needs me. I want to be by her side, especially since she’s having such a hard time eating because of the pregnancy. But my daughter is sick, and I can’t just leave her without care either.
Beryl stared at me, making me sigh. "I’ll be back."
She raised an eyebrow. "When?"
"I can’t say for sure yet. Maybe three weeks to a month. I have things to handle back there, too."
She sighed. "So you’re just gonna leave Ally like this? I wish I could just bring her to New Orleans, but I don’t want to force her. Plus, I might not even be able to look after her if Germaine is sick." She paused. "I’ll take care of my sister for now, but it’s only tempora
