First Hug

Claire saw that the man looked sad and hurt, and he was even murmuring something.

According to her trainer, she shouldn't bother their guest when they are drunk because something might happen, but there's something that's telling her to approach him.

So, she talked to him. She took all her might to speak.

Heś a good man, I know that he will not do bad hings while weŕe together.

"Sir, are you alright? Do you need anything?" Claire said.

But the man didn't answer. 

She was about to get out of his room when he suddenly collapsed from his bed.

Claire gasped and she hurriedly ran towards him.

"Sir? Sir?" Claire was gentle shaking the him. "Are you alright, Sir?"  Claire was panicking. She didn’t know what to do, and she was about to call Gina when suddenly the man cried and hugged her.

Claire was too stunned to move.

“Si-sir?”

When she felt the man was not moving, she pushed him away from her.

She heard a loud noise coming from the bed.

“OhMG!” Claire said.

The man hit his head on the bed rest!

"Aw! Who--!” The man looked at her.  “What do you think you’re doing!” the manś voice was so manly, she can think properly.

I´ve heard his voice several times, but just from a far, I didn´t know his voice sounds so good when heś near.

Snap out form your daydream, Claire! You don´t even know this man´s name. You just have crush towards him. Duh!

"I'm...I'm ... I was just ... I’m very sorry, Sir. I didn't mean to. I'm really sorry,” Claire said apologetically.

Claire looked at the man. He was touching the back of his head, and she heard him curse when he felt the sting from the incident.

“Aw! F*ck!” 

Claire then remembered how this man hugged her.

He just hugged her and then he just acted as if it's not a big deal?

So, instead of helping the guest, Claire just stared at the man. She wants to leave but her body is not following what her mind is saying. She can’t! She was too stunned to move!

Claire was still looking at the man when the man looked at her direction!

From giddy to mesmerization. That was what Claire felt when she saw the man.

Claire was mesmerized by the man’s beauty.

I've always liked this man from a far and this is the first time I've seen him upclose.

Claire continued looking at the man with admiration

The guy is just so perfect, and his aristocratic nose feels like a well-known artist sculpted it. Even his lashes are so thick I want to steal them from him. His eyes are as blue as the ocean---

She stopped her thought when the man moved and stood up while she was still sitting on the bed.

The man looked at her.

That was the first time Claire saw his eyes looking at her. And, the moment their eyes met, Claire saw a lot of emotions in his eyes. 

Contempt.

Confusion.

Love.

Love? 

Claire came back to reality when he saw the man’s last emotion.

Why are you looking at me like that? As far as I can remember, I did something terrible to you! I mean! It’s your fault why you got hurt! Like---

"Grace?" The man said lovingly.

Claire’s thought was cut off.

She was shocked by what the man said.

Grace? 

She cleared her throat before answering.

"N-no, Sir, I am not Grace. I’m Claire, a housekeeping attendant. I was cleaning your room when I saw you. And then I approached you because I thought you needed help, and I'm sorry. I'm really sorry, sir. I'll just, ahm, con-con-continue what I have been doing. Thank you.” Claire bravely said.

She stood up from the bed, but the man stopped her.

He held her on her shoulders to stop her from standing up.

"Grace," The man repeated.

"Sorry, bu-but I am not Grace, Sir. I am Claire!” Claire said furiously!

But the man just smiled as if he was not hearing anything Claire told him.

He just looked at Claire as if he wanted to memorize every inch of her face. 

He touched her face with his hand. He touched her eyes, then her nose, and now her lips.

Claire felt the love from the way he touched her. She closed her eyes and felt his touch.

Claire opened her eyes when she felt his touch was gone, but the moment she opened her eyes, she was greeted with the warmest hug she had ever received in her entire life!

The man hugged her again, and she just let him be...again. As if that was the most natural response she could give from him.

I think I just don't like this man, I am in love with him. I am in love with the man I have been secretly admiring from afar. The man whom I don't know the name. I am in lo---

"Grace, I've missed you so badly!" The man said again.

That’s when Claire realized that all those things the man did to her were because he thought he was Grace.

Grace, the woman whoś making this man get drunk like this.

So, Claire tried to push him. She struggled to get out from his hug.

But the man did not let go. Instead, he tightened the hug. 

“Please, Grace, don’t go.” The man pleaded. He heard the man sobbing. Her struggles turned into submission.

"I could die any minute,"  the man continued. That’s the time  Claire stopped.

Why is it that he showed me that he love me. Why did he mistook  me for another woman? I mean, there’s light. He can see me with this light we have right now.

Claire took a deep breath.

"Sir, I am very sorry, but  I really am not Grace. I really need to go, Sir. I still have a lot to do."