Alice
The hotel was rather cozy, and nicer than I had expected. I thought that we were going to be living in one of those run-down apartments with mystery stains that you would rather avoid. I was happy to see that was not the case, and I walked with Zayn towards the reception desk.
“Good evening, sir, what can I help you with today?” The receptionist asked, causing Zayn to raise an eyebrow, which confused me as well.
“I called in to schedule a room for the two of us. It is supposed to be under Trevino.” The receptionist looked visibly shocked by his statement, and I was not going to lie. I was just as shocked.
“R-right. Sorry sir let me just check... Ah, yes Mister, and Missus Trevino. Welcome to Hotel la Belmond. Here are your room keys for the week, and we hope you enjoy your sta
