"Sir, please head to Room 201 on the 9th Floor." The receptionist smiled at Wilson.
Wilson looked at her and nodded. It was obvious that this lady had recognized him. It seemed that Anna had been waiting for him. The thought made complicated feelings to welled up in Wilson's heart.
He had been nothing but a cause of misfortune for her, but that girl. Instead of blaming him, she was still waiting for him.
He slowly took the stairs and began to go up to the 9th floor. He didn't know why he didn't take the elevator, but something seemed to slow him down to see her again.
In his heart, he didn't want to wait even for a second, but somewhere he was afraid…
What was he supposed to say to her?
Apologise?
Smile?
Confess his love once again?
With thoughts in mind Wilson reached the 9th floor, and suddenly, his body froze.
She was right in front of him.