A week after the incident, I went to Paris because I missed him already. It’s been two years since we started this kind of relationship. A relationship that will last long and spend the rest of my life with Sean. The man of my life.
“I am in room 525,” I told Sean.
It was 10 p.m when I arrived in Paris. From the airport, I went straight to my hotel. I texted Sean that I had already arrived in Paris. I wanted to see him. I wanted him to spend the night at the hotel with me. No one will know that I am in Paris now. I want to sleep beside him and he will wrap me in his arms. And kiss me until we enjoy our night. I will give him the night that he will not forget what happened in Paris with us.
I heard someone knocking. Someone knocked on my door. When I opened it, it was Sean! I immediately
