I hurried along the corridor, I continued passing without stopping. I left the main stairs of the hall behind, but I stopped as soon as I heard her voice saying good morning. I turned to look at her and from here, I could see the surprise on her face when she saw me outside at that time of the morning and going to my room with the same clothes as last night. Still, she didn't stop smiling at me.
“Good morning, Greta.”
“Will you have breakfast with Mrs. Serafina in your room, or in hers?”
I noticed the mischief in her face at her question, and I knew that she was happy; she couldn't hide it, but I didn't feel that way at the moment.
Or maybe I did, but I didn't know how to deal with it.
"In my room," I answered and she widened her smile, “but it's just me, Greta. Let her sleep.”
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