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12 | WHERE WE LEFT OFF
JOY
"Are you sure there's no message for me?" I asked the brunet.
The receptionist had his brows lined and for the fifth time, he responded, "I'm sorry, Ma'am, but there really isn't any. We have a quick delivery policy here at our hotel where—"
“Oh, I know,” I said, instantly regretting the rudeness and frustration oozing from my tone. I took a deep breath, my nostrils flaring. "I’m sorry, and thank you."
I turned around on my heels and walked my way out of the hotel, my heart clenching in my chest. The scorching heat made me squint my eyes, and I pulled my sunglasses down.
Julia looked concerned, her brows bent into a frown. "Are you okay?" she asked. "Do you want to talk about it?"
I shook my head. "There's nothing to talk about. It's the end of the fairy tale. The prince returned home and now it's time for the princess to do the same."
Julia patted m
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