Betrayal by love
Fastly
Emiko grabbed her long pinkish gown and ran towards the stairs, her footsteps echoing in the empty hallway.
She burst through the management office door, her breath heavy. "Officer... I need a spare key for room no 505!"
The officer paused, glancing at the other officer near him, raising an eyebrow. "May I ask what purpose, ma'am?"
Her breath hitched; she tried to steady her voice, and tiny droplets of sweat flowed on her brow, her makeup smudged a little bit. "The bride... is locked inside, and she's not responding. We need to check on her immediately."