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d luxurious bed. The comfort it provided was so indulgent that I couldn't help but feel grateful for the softness beneath me

ry detail painted into my mind like a beautiful work of art. But as I

be found. I scanned the room, hoping to catch a glimpse of him but to no ava

ept up on me, and I sat down on the floor, feeling the weight of my choices and the shame that came with them. I was lost in thought, trying

not let the world see what was going on inside me. Every step I took out of that room felt like a weight on my shoulders, reminding me of what I had done. Despite my best efforts, I

ght smile on her face. Her cheerful demeanour was in stark contrast to the situ

he stepped in front of me a

her eyes and

ain, "Was he

she assumed the worst and s

a sad smile, she changed the topic. "Anyways, this is your phone. You left it at the club yesterday

uinely interested in knowing how my night went and how I was doing, but I had pushed her away, just like I always do to everyone else

t I made a mental note to apologise to her at work on Mond

f how much I drank last night.I genuinely felt that my head would fall off. I

about him, I realised that there was something strange about him. I thought I

kept flashing in my mind like a broken record. Every time I closed my eyes, the images of what had happened flooded my mind, making me feel even more embarrassed. I knew I

water on my skin. I allowed it to soothe me, trying to forget all the things that happened the previous

eap woman? The fact that he had left money on the bedside table only added to my feeling of worthlessness. It was as if he had paid me to perform an act that prostitut

t on my favourite pair of comfortable loungewear and decided to distract myself by watching a movie. However, no matte

and get back to work. So, I got up and got dressed in a suit skirt

ways the first person I saw in the morning since I started working here, and

, trying to sound as r

she replied,

acted the other day. I was in a terrible mood, and

ve me a quick hug. "It's okay, Beth. I understand.

of her joke before leaving

and that had lifted a weight off my shoulders. I took a deep breath and turned my attention to the pile of paperwork that

hough I hated it. Despite the lingering sadness that still weighed on my mind, I knew that

cided to stop by the grocery store on the way and pick up some ingredients to make a nice dinner. As I wandered down the aisles, I couldn't help

ng about chopping vegetables and stirring a pot of soup that helped calm my min

is hands roaming my body in that hotel room and the strange way that his eyes turned gold even tho

lt refreshing on my skin, and the stars twinkled above me. As I walked, I thought abou

d, I couldn't shake off this sudden feeling of dread that washed over me, as if something ominous was looming over me. I couldn't help but think about the strange man, and I wondered if I