Kimi's POV
I found myself at the Floral Resort, a place that felt oddly reminiscent, as though I had walked through its halls in a different time or life. The air was thick with the scent of blooming flowers, and the sounds of laughter and clinking glasses wafted through the atmosphere, creating a lively backdrop. As I stepped into the parking lot, I noticed a vacant parking space, but it triggered a fragile memory of two blurred figures, two girls whose faces I couldn't quite discern. In my mind's eye, they were holding hands, walking together with an intimacy that elicited a painful ache in my heart, a deep longing for a connection that felt just out of reach.
As I made my way to the reception area, the ambiance shifted slightly, yet the familiarity remained. A young woman stood behind the counter, her youthful energy radiating a warmth that made the whole place feel more inviting. She appeared to be around twenty, her features soft and her smile genuine.
"Good evening, can I get the key to room 206?" I asked, my voice steady despite the whirlwind of emotions that swirled within me.
"Sure, ma'am," she replied, her voice smooth and friendly. She handed me a small key, the kind that always carries with it a promise of privacy and solace. As I glanced down, I noticed her name tag pinned to her blouse: Charlotte. The name struck a chord within me, a little spark of something—nostalgia, perhaps? My heart skipped a beat, an exhilarating rush of longing surged through me, though I couldn't quite place who or what I was yearning for.
I turned and walked towards my room, my mind racing with fragmented memories and feelings. Each step felt heavy yet electric, as if I were moving through a dream. Upon entering room 206, the reality of my situation came into sharp focus. There was Elena, seated elegantly on the edge of the plush bed, her silhouette accentuated by the soft glow of the bedside lamp. She was wearing black lingerie that hugged her curves perfectly, an alluring sight that took my breath away.
For a moment, time seemed to freeze. The familiar ache in my heart morphed into something different, something pulsing with desire and unspoken words. Elena looked up at me, her eyes sparkling with mischief, that playful smile on her lips hinting at the excitement of what was to come. At that moment, all the blurred memories faded away, leaving only the promise of shared moments ahead.