MARIA'S POV
[6:00 PM]
Connor sat with his head bowed when I walked back into the hotel room. I had gone to grab a few things needed for our stay from the reception of the 5-star hotel.
They had given us one, but I found a stain on it, and the landline wasn't reaching, so I had to get back there myself.
As I entered the room, I noticed Connor's tense posture. He seemed lost in thought, his brows furrowed, and his hands clenched into fists on his lap.
The whole atmosphere was still filled with the unresolved tension from the confrontation with Mr. Fred earlier, so I knew that was probably the problem.
It was clear that Connor was hurt about his father keeping that much secret from him all these times. Plus, I think he felt a little jealous or something now, since he used to think he wa
