I got my things and headed for the door. I have to leave here as soon as possible. I don’t want anyone to see me in here including Michael, the hotel staff. After I closed the door from outside, I realized I don't have the card key. How can I enter the room next time? Or will still there be next time? I stood in front of the room for a few minutes and tried to open the door again, but it is not lock. I got into the elevator and pressed one. I hope I won't see anyone in the lobby. I was looking at the floor numbers, hoping no one will press the elevator panel from outside. Luckily, I was able to reach the first floor without any delay. I got out immediately, almost running, headed to the exit and left the hotel. Even when I was already outside, I was still running. I was nervous the whole time, not only because I don't want to be seen or noticed by any hotel staff but also because of the embarrassing things I did last night which unfortunately I couldn't recall.
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I gathered all the candies and chocolates and put them in a jar. I will bring this to the office tomorrow. And the biscuits and cookies will be placed in my room. They will remind me that someone wants me to be happy always, someone out there, though I don't know him yet, wants me to feel special.He is in Thailand now. That explains why he doesn't answer my calls or my messages. He didn't ignore my calls on purpose. I hope he is not using roaming service so he couldn’t read my messages. He thought of me and the things that I like before he left.I can't stop giggling. I cannot say I already fell in love with him. I haven't seen him yet nor did I have a chance to talk to him, but I think I already like him. I already built an image of him in my head. He is in his late thirties, tall, has good skin and always wearing a smile. He has a very positive attitude and everyone around him is influenced by his optimism. I can't wait to see him.Friday. He will be ba
Why am I so unlucky this week? Losing an opportunity to talk to him once is acceptable but having it twice is already too much. I had waited for his message and call the whole day yesterday. I had a chance to meet him 3 hours ago and I spoiled that chance.I replied immediately. "Sorry, I just read your message. I was watching Netflix and I got hooked with the story. I really want to meet you but I know it's already too late."End of message.I'm sure he is already asleep. I feel so hopeless again. Why do I have to have this kind of feeling? I'm sure this night will be long. I would feel restless again tonight thinking and waiting for his reply.I went to the bathroom to wash my face. I need to calm myself down. I need to remind myself that worrying and feeling guilty wouldn't change anything and there is still the next day for us to meet. He is a busy man so every opportunity to meet him is important but I'm sure if he really wants to see me, he will spa
I was standing in front of the entrance door, wondering why I am here. I'm a bit nervous knowing that I will be meeting people who are strangers to me. I was about to grab the door handle when the door flung open. A guy, probably in his late 30s welcomed me."Miss Myers? Oh! We have been waiting for you. Please do come in." He said with a fixed smile on his face. Based on his actions and the way that he speaks, I can guess he is a gay.I followed him inside and being an introvert, I didn't say anything. I was half smiling and feeling uncomfortable.Inside the room are four other people, all of whom are women. They all look young to me. Probably the two are around 24 or 25 years old while the other two are in their late 20s. They are all smiling and stood up immediately once we came in."First things first. Let me introduce myself. My name is Philip but please call me Pia as everyone calls me. I would actually feel upset if you call me by my real name. And
Meeting the GenieThe limo stopped in front of Liberty Hotel. My heart would burst anytime soon. I have never felt so nervous before. What if he won’t be happy to see me? What if tonight will be the first and the last time I would meet him? At the same time, I also feel excited. This is the first time I would go out on a formal date. I will finally be able to meet him, the man who has taken care of me for the last two weeks, the man who gave a me a roller-coaster kind of emotions, some days full of sadness but most of the time, full of excitement and happiness.A man in his early thirties welcomed me at the entrance. "Good evening, Miss Myers. Our boss is now waiting for you in the rooftop. This way please." He bowed while leading the way using his right hand.I followed him towards the elevator. As I entered, the man said. "Enjoy your evening Miss Myers""Won't you be coming with me?" I asked."Someone will assist you when
Flashback.12 years ago, Pacific State University.Being a freshman in university made me escape from being bullied in high school. This time, I was hopeful to gain friends whom I can talk to and share my thoughts with. That's what I have thought.In this school, I was still the invisible girl who didn't have friends. I spent most of my time in the library, immersing myself in books and magazines. During class hours, I would sit at the back, avoiding attention as much as possible. I was just a normal student and I understood why my classmates didn't notice me, I wasn't pretty nor smart, I was just an ordinary student who was striving to pass in each exam and survive each semester.The library is my favorite place in the campus. I was already familiar with the people who were always here like me. I saw them almost every day. While some were studying really hard (You can notice by the number of books on their table and the number of notes they scribbled.),
Is it really him? I haven't been in touch with him for 12 years now, and here he is in front of me, smiling like we just met yesterday. He looks so young for his age, no one would say that he is now in his early 30s. For a CEO, I think he doesn't have much stress. He still smiles a lot, since a while back until now, he was able to keep that smile on his face. His lips are pinkish in color, a sign that he doesn't smoke. He is wearing a shirt and a coat jacket on top, blue jeans and white sneakers. Who would think that this guy can be a CEO, and he is not managing just any company, he is managing the biggest and most famous hotel in the state, including other subsidiaries?He was staring at me as I was also staring at him. I felt a bit awkward. He is now sitting in front of me and he made the space between us closer."Did you miss me?" He finally broke the silence."So, it's really you." I said pouting."Why do you seem disappointed? Were you expecting anot
I couldn't help but laugh with what I heard. "I think that was the funniest joke I heard from you. You're still the same Geoff. You could still find a way to make me laugh. If I don't know you well, I would think you are really serious." I said. Actually, I don't find it funny, I just couldn't think of any reply. Half of me feels happy and excited and it made my heart skipped a beat, but the other half says it's a big lie."That's your problem! How many times I have told you I like you when we were still in college? I always tried my best to be a gentleman to you and I was always there for you. How couldn't you see all the things I did for you?" His voice raised a little. This is the first time he did it to me. Is he really serious?There was a long silence between us. Even the man playing piano stopped what he was doing and left the place. The bartender couldn't also be found anywhere. I guess they left the place as a courtesy, they knew they shouldn't be here.
I thought of rejecting his suggestion of spending the night in Liberty Hotel but in the end, I accepted it. We agreed to take things slowly and he won't do anything that can make me feel scared trusting him more.When we reached the room on the 42nd floor, I was surprised that he already has the key card. He really prepared everything, and he already expected the sequence of events tonight.The room is still decorated with an oriental style of furniture. Everything is the same. I was expecting he would at least prepare something, like flowers or it will be candlelit. I was quite disappointed. The consequence of expecting too much."Do you want to stay here or in the bedroom?" Geoff asked."Anywhere is okay." I said pouting.He looked at me with a smile. I avoided his gaze. I know he would just tease me again. He opened the fridge and got a bottle of red wine. Then he took two wine glasses from the shelf."Could you open the bedroom door for