Shemika
The following morning, I woke up feeling cozy and warm, though my body still ached, but at least I didn't wake up to the Penthouse' morning noise or trouble.
It's different here. It's warm, comfortable and felt safe. I loved it here already, and I wish I could just remain in this hotel and the maids do everything for me.
Sunlight filtered through the curtains and the gentle clink of dishes drew my attention to the maids that were standing just at the edge of my bed, waiting for me to wake up.
I sat up on the bed and sluggishly lifted my hand to my face, using the back of my palm to rub sleep out of my eyes.
"Good morning, Ma'am." The maids greeted me in unison.
I nodded my head softly without responding to them verbally.
"Your bath is ready, Miss. And here is your breakfast,
