ChristinaWhen my eyes opened, a strange fragrance slipped into my lungs.Chaos followed it, loud and constant, the kind I had grown used to. Every morning now, I woke up to noise—not because of the hostel, but because of the man who lived across from it.But something felt off.I pushed off the blanket and glanced at the balcony. Empty. Shasha and Lena weren’t there.My brows furrowed.The noise wasn’t in the room. It came from outside.I rushed to the door and froze.My breath hitched. Roses. The entire hallway was drowned in red, pink, white, and yellow roses.Bouquets were stacked against the walls and spilt into every inch until there was no space to walk.“Wow… they’re California roses,” a girl whispered.“They cost a fortune.” Another gasped.“Why is his girlfriend even in this cheap hostel when he’s obviously loaded?”Girls peeked out from their doors, whispering, giggling, and blushing. The air was thick with perfume and envy.“Your boyfriend slash stepbrother did it,” Shasha
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