As Meirah stood in the opulent lobby of the Caramel Hotel, the bustling atmosphere filled her with a mix of awe and uncertainty. The grandeur of the surroundings was a far cry from her life by the tranquil sea. She clutched the huge bag that Sandra had given her, a reminder of the important delivery she was entrusted with.
Amidst the elegant decor and hushed conversations, a member of the hotel staff approached Meirah, their uniform crisp and professional. Seeing Meirah’s clothes, the staff member led her to the lobby. With a warm smile, the staff member addressed her, "Excuse me, could you kindly wait here for a moment?"
Meirah nodded, her gaze wandering over the intricate details of the lobby's architecture. She found a comfortable spot to stand, the plush carpet beneath her feet contr
