The receptionist dialed Justin's room using the front desk phone, but no one picked up.

"I'm sorry, miss. The guest is not answering. He may not be in his room."

Rosalie panicked. "Justin, where are you?"

"Check the surveillance footage," Rosalie immediately told the receptionist. "Please, pull up the footage. I need to see where he went."

"I'm sorry, miss. We can't provide access to our hotel's surveillance footage to unauthorized persons. If you can't reach your friend, you should call the police. If law enforcement requests the footage, we will provide it to them."

Rosalie hesitated. Her first instinct was indeed to call the police, but she was worried as Justin's identity was complicated.

She stumbled out of the hotel entrance, took out her phone, and called him again and again.

By the sixth call, Rosalie collapsed to the ground, crying uncontrollably.

go? Didn't you promise to wait for me? How could you lie to me? You swore! You're a liar! You never keep your promises!" She was sobbing so hard she could hardly breathe.

then, a familiar voice

the voice, Rosalie lifted her

in shock.

her off the ground. "Why are

glanced around, trying to find the person who had

with a mix of emotions-surprise, relief, and anger. Suppressing

frowned, deeply concerned. "Who bullied you? Tell me. I'll

clenched her fists and landed a punch on his shoulder. "It was

he had done, but then he put the pieces together. Rosalie had been sitting outside the hotel and crying —it

I'm sorry. I just went out for a

having coffee, Justin had noticed someone following him. He had chased the person for quite

had assumed the man was

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