BRIA
I woke up with a massive headache in the morning to find that I was alone in the room.
"Shhh... go to sleep, dear wife!"
I recalled it from the last night, but maybe it was my dream. There was no way that the devil would say something like that to his real wife if ever he could get one, let alone to me.
I got out of the bed and yawned looking outside the window. The hotel was not far from the city centre but near the main highway in a quiet and relaxing place. I looked around the room and checked the bathroom to find no one.
Where was he?
He might be busy having a morning chat with the 'nice lady'. I went to the bathroom to take a shower. After I finished getting ready, I saw our clothes from the previous day were washed and kept neatly to dry on a bar.
Impressive!
