Hazel and Francisco were in the elevator. Francisco leaned against the wall, his gaze locked on Hazel.

As the seconds passed, Hazel could feel the intensity of Francisco's eyes upon her, and the weight of his gaze became increasingly uncomfortable. She turned to face him and asked, "Is everything okay, sir?"

"Yes."

The elevator doors finally opened, and Francisco stepped out, Hazel following closely behind. As she looked around, she was rendered speechless by the sight. The space resembled a ...