EMILY’S POV
“Wow, this.. is um,” I giggled nervously. It’s smaller and less fancier than in the pictures. “It’s so different!” I tried to sound nice but she got my expression immediately.
“Oh no, this isn’t one of your bookings.”
Oh thank God. I placed a hand on my chest breathing heavily. “Where are mine?’
She smuggled a laugh. “If I was looking for a place to stay and the person directed me here, I’ll probably burn the apartment.”
A smile adore my cheeks as we walk out, strolling pass buildings, passing through narrow corners between apartments till we arrived at an estate. Quite the sight. I love how houses are arranged with similar outer architecture designs and each space allocated to one's home.
It’d be easier if she had a car to drive round.
“I couldn’t find a better
