I utilized my time in luxury quite well, each morning before today was just like the last, quiet, exactly what I needed. I would usually stay on the balcony, smoking on the hanging lounge chair while reading a book till I was ready to eat, calling up room service when I was. There wasn't much to do, just to stare at the gorgeous sea view, waves crashing on the shore were like entertainment for me, heightened more so whenever I was zooted.
I had just just finished eating, ecstatically packing with the thought of finally being able to go home. I gathered up my left-out things hurriedly, shoving them not so carefully back into the box, waiting patiently to say we should move.
I heard a slight knock on the door after a while, nearly evening by now, my heart jumped, walking casually to the do
