Tell Me If I Am Wrong

Irene woke up around 9 a.m. the next morning. Her insomnia had kicked in with the new surroundings. It had taken her long to fall asleep the previous night. After spending hours misera lying tossing in the bed of her hotel room, she had been able to sleep around 5 in the morning. 

Stretching out her exhausted hands, she sat up straight in her bed, pushing aside her quilt. She grabbed her phone to check for any notifications. 

She caught one unread message from Melissa and clicked onto it. Melissa had shared a contact named Vanessa followed by a message- 'Call her. I have already talked to her. She will help you with the accommodation.'

'I will. You are the best, Angel!'

Irene quickly typed a reply and sent it to Melissa.

Lazing around in the bed for a while more, Irene took a quick shower and got ready for the day. 

She walked to the hotel cafeteria and ordered a coffee for herself. While waiting for her order, she dialed Vanessa's number.