Serena descended the stairs and approached the front desk.
“Hello, could you tell me who brought me here last night?”
The receptionist looked puzzled for a moment, but then her eyes lit up with recognition. She had been on duty the previous night.
Serena had been carried in.
In a bridal carry, no less.
She remembered it vividly.
And the man who had carried Serena was strikingly handsome.
Even more handsome than the actors on TV.
But...
“I... I don’t know him...”
Serena's heart skipped a beat.
So it wasn't Aaron.
If it had been Aaron, the receptionist would have recognized him.
“Serena!”
A familiar voice called out from behind her.
Serena turned around, surprised to see Samuel standing there.
“Samuel, what are you doing here?”
“When I heard Mr. Vance brought you back last night, I started looking for you all over town. But by the time I found you, you were already asleep, so I didn’t want to disturb you. Are you okay?”
Serena nodded slightly, reassured by the concern in Samuel's eyes.
...So it was Samuel who had brought her to the hotel?
She felt a sense of relief, yet there was an underlying hint of melancholy.
As if a kite had finally broken free from its string.
She and Aaron would never cross paths again.
“Samuel,” Serena said softly, shifting the topic, “I’m a bit hungry. Let’s go grab something to eat.”
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