Viola

The following day proved to be particularly difficult for both me and Mathew, and neither of us slept well that night as well. After a night of restless sleep, Mathew insisted on moving us to a different room the next morning. Due to my concerns about our current room, I agreed to go along with it.

The idea of invading our privacy and, on top of that, providing me with some sultry lingerie is beyond my comprehension. I'm not sure who had the nerve to walk into our room and barge in.

Azro was the first and only person who came to mind when I thought of him, and...