Beginning of a fall

Days had passed already. But there was still nothing very certain about the whereabouts of the mysterious lady who had walked into the hotel room of Aspen Mckinney.

By now, he should have figured it out, but surprisingly, he was still locked up in it. That was very absurd and unreal. Aspen was not one to be dwelling on what had already passed.

Things of the past needed to remain buried right there in the past. While other things of the present were to be dealt with to avoid any mistakes that already took place in the past from repeating itself again.

This was a way Aspen lived his life. And it was very good for him. No time to worry so much about what had passed already that can't and will never be restored.

But other corrections could be made. But here he was, still dwelling endlessly over that single encounter with Dulce.

He still had no way of confirming the identity of the lady. Although Derek had mentioned that the lady that he had tried to help out earlier on was Dulce.

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