My ID and passport were all back at the hotel.

Yolande shot me a glance, then looked at Ernest, and went back to scrolling on her phone.

Ernest didn't say a word, acting as if he hadn't heard me at all.

I didn't repeat myself, knowing full well Ernest had heard me.

True enough, half an hour later, we pulled up in front of the hotel. Just as I was about to get out, Ernest said, "Yolande, go up with her."

I was taken from this hotel by Henrik before, and he was probably worried something like that might happen again.

"I'm kinda hungry. I'll grab something to eat over there," Yolande declined.

Ernest looked at her, but Yolande didn't meet his gaze and just walked off.

This woman had a cool edge to her, likely a part of what attracted Ernest to her.

There's an old saying, never make a man your everything, because when you don't, you become everything to him.

Seems there's some truth to it. Whether it was with Conrad or Ernest, I might have cared too much.

I realize it, but I've already fallen

myself and then opened the car door to head

didn't want to come up, didn't want to be alone

I knew I shouldn't be upset, I

ask him

up to a security guard in the lobby and said, "Could you help

guard agreed, Ernest came

exactly thrilled about his change of heart, but I didn't refuse. After all, if there was real danger,

with us, you know, just to

fell on me as I led the way with the guard to

sure both of them came into the room with

being whisked away by Henrik, so my bags were still packed and ready

a bystander; he turned into

mute, neither of

luggage into the car, but Yolande was still

dialed her number,

could see the worry crease his brow. Then he turned

in the car," I

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