Drew kept his arm around Carissa and guided her through the partygoers until they reached the hallway leading to the guest rooms. When they began going down the hall, Carrie’s pace faltered, leading Drew to slow down to walk with her.
“Which room is it?” Drew softly asked.
“Third one on the right,” Carrie sighed. “It has always been my favorite room, or at least it was until now.”
“Would you like me to get your things? I will also go in with you if you want to pack them yourself,” Drew offered.
“I don't want to go into that room,” Carrie said, her eyes glistening with tears. “Are you sure you don’t mind? All my stuff is in the suitcase on the bed. I always keep everything in it instead of using the dresser and closet.”
“If I minded, I would not have offered,” Drew said with a warm smi
