LORENZO VINCENT
The moment I pulled into the parking lot, guilt settled on me. It was like it was staring me in the face, bashing me for lying to Giulia, and the worst part? And for ending up here.
I stared at my wristwatch, clenching my teeth hard.
“It’s just for a minute,” I muttered to myself. As if that was going to shut up what my brain screamed at me:That’s a d*mn lie, Ren.
I stepped out of the car and shoved on my glasses, just in case anyone decided to recognize me tonight.
The hotel doors slid open as I walked in. The attendant greeted me with a brief smile... one of those smiles that made it feel like she’d been expecting me.
The thought hit me again. Should I just turn back? What the hell is even wrong with me?
“Hello, sir,” she said softly. “Would you like to book a room
