Melody pulled the car in front of the grand hotel before she brought the vehicle to a complete stop. Staring out of the tinted window, I watched as men and women flooded into the front doors of the establishment.
“Ready?”
“Yeah, sure.”
The doors lifted before I stepped out of the vehicle. I analyzed the exterior of the hotel. A grand hotel I only saw in magazines; a hotel that catered mostly to the people who could afford a night within their rooms. A hotel that brought in the wealth and the richest. It was a hotel I would have never saw myself standing in front of.
Once Melody was done tending to valet, she stood beside me.
“Come on.” Melody began to walk, taking the lead as if fear never even crossed her mind. I took in a deep breath; remembering that it was I who wanted to come. I
