[Anna]
Zach parked the car in front of my hotel an hour later. We had stopped for coffee and breakfast at a little stall on the way back here.
Mia had already reached the hotel much before us, and told me she'd take care of the check out formalities for me. The bill was already paid, the luggage packed, all she had to do was sign the check for me and drag my trolley bag across the road, which is where I stood with Zach.
"So?" He looks at me as we lean on his car, parked across the hotel.
"So?" I ask, pulling a smile on my face for him.
"You have to leave now?" He says.
"I do," I quietly agree.
"How are you planning to get to the airport?" He asks me.
"Mia will drive," I say. The smile had vanished from my face. I didn't have the power to forge myself to keep smiling again.
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