Alisha was in a good mood as she sashayed her satisfied body into the hotel’s reception.
But who could tell her what those people were doing in the lobby?
Seeing the anxious and somehow relieved expression of the young man she had planned to ditch after eating her fill, the motherly part in her couldn’t help but soften.
As she passed by the group of three, she beckoned the young man and said, “Follow me!”
And follow her, they did.
Twenty minutes later.
Alisha came out of the bathroom wearing a robe with a towel in hand as she dried her wet hair relaxedly.
“Why are you guys here?” she couldn’t help but ask as she made her way to the single couch, which wasn’t occupied.
Ben looked at the woman who had wormed her way into his heart and soul with a complicated expression.
How could she be so calm like that?
He had been searching for her for days and yet she just appeared from nowhere and acted as if everything was okay.
Did she have him in his heart?