Autumn
I didn't anticipate what transpired yesterday. I encountered Ethan in the most awkward manner conceivable. I don't believe there is a more bizarre experience than that. I was even invited into his bed! I have no clue what possessed him.
"You have to stop dwelling on it and just concentrate on your work right now," Edith murmured. "You know what? I suspect there's a reason you can't stop thinking about that man," she added, her tone laced with suspicion, which caused me to arch my eyebrow as I diligently continued cleaning the hotel for the day.
"Right..." I mumbled, but I couldn't help but think about how advantageous this situation could be.
It's a good opportunity. It might be wrong, but it could help turn my fortunes around. He doesn't even remember me at all, yet I
