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Once they finished, Elena reached for her bag. “So, back to the hotel?”Ryan looked at his phone. “You should head back to your room.”She wrinkled her nose. “We’ve been cooped up all morning. Can’t we go somewhere…”“No.” He slid into the car.Elena hesitated, then followed. “I don’t want to go bac
The morning started with chaos. Elena’s alarm blared at 7:00 AM. She slapped it off, rolled over, and promptly fell back asleep. The second time she woke, sunlight was streaming through the gaps in the curtains, and her phone showed 8:17 AM.Fuck!She bolted upright, nearly tripping over the discard
“So,” Elena said, nodding toward a street vendor selling satay. “You’ve been here before?”Ryan glanced at the food. “A couple of times.”“For work?”“Mostly.”“Bet you didn’t have someone dragging you through souvenir stalls and bubble tea shops back then.”“No.”She caught the twitch at the corner
Elena stood in front of the full-length mirror in her hotel room, scowling at her reflection, frustration mounting with every passing second, her suitcase wide open, a battlefield of dresses, shoes, and accessories scattered around her like casualties of war. “Nothing fits. Nothing works. I look li
Ryan nodded curtly. Elena took her card and stepped into the elevator beside him, trying to keep the tension from seeping into her spine.The elevator ride was silent save for the soft jazz piping through the speakers. Ryan leaned against the mirrored wall, his arms crossed, watching the numbers cli
The wheels of the jet touched down with a gentle thud on the runway at Changi Airport, jolting Elena from her thoughts. Outside the window, the Singapore skyline glittered under the afternoon sun, towering glass spires piercing cotton ball clouds, lush greenery weaving between modernity.Ryan barely