C8 Chapter Seven

“What? Where?” I managed to ask.

He pointed at the tall five-star hotel across the street.

“Are you kidding me?”

He shook his head. “I was celebrating my birthday, remember? My… father thought I should do it in fashion.”

After two minutes, we entered the hotel lobby. We were soaking wet from the rain, and my clothes were totally ruined.

Zach pulled me to the elevators and pressed his floor