"That's...our room,"
Even though Hazel didn't like the idea or the way he said our room when there was clearly no our here, she still took a step forward and slowly turned the knob. The double doors opened with the same creek like the main door. She cautiously walked inside, baffled by the size of it. It was all white too but with a hint of black. But it was not the size of the palatial bed or the beautiful view from the glass wall that made her breathe hitch in her throat. It was the pictures scattered on the wall behind the headboard that did.
She stared at the pictures and it was like being hit by a wave of memories. There were from their trip to Napa. That trip was the witness to the most beautiful memories of her life and it was like Damien has picked them up from her heart and hun
