Annabel’s POV
I had always seen Miami on postcards, glossy and perfect, but standing here with Daniel beside me made it feel like something out of a dream.
The hotel looked nothing like what I had ever seen. Even though the five-star hotel back in New York was close, you could still see the difference.
The atmosphere here felt like a place people should escape to after months of hardship. The air was soothing, refreshing, and endlessly welcoming.
“Single or couple‘s room?” the hotel receptionist asked.
I remained still, my mind tangled in a puzzle of thoughts.
Daniel, who should be in the best position to answer this, was lost in discussion with Cassian.
We had bumped into Cassian a few hours after we arrived for the weekend launching of Maxwell’s hotel.
I opened my mouth to answer
