(Frisca's POV)
“Bye! Bye! Frisca,”
I heard a kid calling out to me as I entered the hotel lobby with Vlade. It was Zain, he waved out to me as his mother carried him till the elevator. Unlike her son she was quite rude, she stopped him from waving out to me and looked at me from the corner of her eyes. Her eyes looked liked she had not slept for weeks. She hastily got inside the elevator and glanced at me before the grills closed.
“I don’t know if it’s just me, but Frisca you smell a lot like vanilla & pistachio, new perfume?” Magmus sniffed the air as he spoke while Vlade pretended to look elsewhere.
“Yes it is, you should try it sometime,” I frowned and glanced at Vlade before leaving.
As I walked in the corridor and headed towards my suite, I realised that I had left the keys w
