Miracle
My lips curled in distaste, and a bitter taste filled my mouth as Dani and I stepped into the AZ lounge. Despite our exhaustion and heavy eyes, our hotel room felt uninviting.
Dani was unfazed, carelessly dropping her bag on the floor as she walked in, while I reached out to flip the light switch. I scrunched up my face in response to the overwhelming stench and my nose wrinkled in disgust.
Dani let out a gentle laugh at my reaction. "Can't handle sleeping in a neglected room. It's not your fault though; Leo Hamilton spoiled you rotten."
“Stop,” I groaned and I threw her a tired look. Then I turned on the heater. At the very least, it was working.
After the crazy plot twist last week, I headed to Dani's house and apologized profusely. She felt sorry for me and forgave me imm
