The cool air and smell of an hotel filled her nostrils as she entered the white building. Since it was Friday the hotel were supposed to be packed but it was the opposite of packed. It was somewhat empty. Then she remembered. It was still three in the afternoon.

The receptionist smiled from afar as Ariana approached her.

"Hello and welcome to Chanolle Hotels, I am Emily and I'm at your service," She said with the brightest smile.

"I just want a room for forty eight hours," Ariana ...