Amber is practicing the piano at home.
Her fingers swiftly glide over the black and white keys, but she gives up halfway through.
No matter how she practices, she can't create the same atmosphere as Lynnsey...
The confidence she previously had is shattered in front of Lynnsey.
She frustratingly props up her head, wishing to smash the piano.
Just then, her phone rings, and although she didn't save the number, she already knows it by heart.
She picks up the phone and presses the answer key.
"Amber, do you have time tonight? Let's meet at our usual place."
A man's voice comes through the phone.
Amber lounges on the sofa and playfully says, "You're annoying. Can't we meet somewhere else besides a hotel?"
"It's convenient to do business in a hotel, Amber. I know you like it too. Don't
