Stela Walker POV
Tonight, Mr. Mysterious didn't sleep well. I could feel him shift restlessly in bed. He seemed to dream of something very sad and kept sobbing in his sleep.
I didn't dare to wake him up. Nor did I dare to turn over to look at his face because I had to abide by the rule set by Mr. Mysterious.
It was late at night when I finally fell asleep.
At seven o'clock the next morning, I was woken up by the alarm. And as usual, I was still the only one in the room and Mr. Mysterious had left.
I felt it amazing that every night I stayed in the hotel, I could sleep soundly in this fluffy bed and clean sheets. But I never knew when Mr. Mysterious would leave every day.
After getting up, I quickly washed up and put on light makeup in front of the mirror. Then I went out to tak
