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a Col
ve died six
losed my eyes, I saw it again. The violent turbulence. The screams. The terrifying mo
fe was over. Then somehow, against all odds, the plane
e revolving doors of the Vale Gra
he Vale Grand
greeted me with
ak one in retu
d in every direction, reflecting the warm golden lights above. Expensive artwork
night, I barely noticed. I was exhaus
shower and a few hours
offered to take my suitcase. "
aned against the mirrored wall and closed my eyes. The im
ately. No. I didn't want to think about it an
the employee down a quiet private hallway. The co
s softened e
expensive paintings. But I was
opped. The room was enormous. Floor-to-ceiling windows overlooked the city skyline. A grand piano occupied one co
Then exhaustion overpowered curiosity. Maybe the hotel had upgr
, I didn
s Cole." The employee
icked shut
o a nearby chair. Then I kicked off my shoes. My e
finally catch
into th
to unpack, I climbed beneath the covers. The mattress was impos
l again. Maybe tomorrow I could stop
aded before i
. I didn't know how much time had
the sound of footsteps. Slow. Ste
as inside
I wondered if
. The room fell silent. My
at the entrance of the bedroom.bTall
cross his face. Yet somehow, he looked unreal. Like somethi
of us moved. Neither of us spoke. His dark gaze swept over me lying in his bed. Confusio
took a single
possibility. This wasn't my hotel room. Th
quietly, "and why are
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