Two

The venue was beautiful, Star Hotel was one of the rare places that were not controlled by the Lark family or the Evans family, and I can guess that it was not part of the Red Corporation too. However, it was indeed beautiful, not lying.

The interior was amazing with these tall trees with rare white flowers blooming. I had the hunch that they were not ordinary flowers, nor ordinary trees. I hadn't seen them before in this life. Maybe they came from another country, or now I can boldly say, from another world.

The garden of trees and flowers was the first welcoming to my eyes and to the entrance of the hotel. How exclusive, I thought at that time, not everyone was allowed inside the hotel, not even to have a small reservation.

Why would they build a hotel if they don't receive guests? The answer came from the eyes of the manager that welcomed us, red eyes, and also the pin of T&R in his shoulder, Mr. Hassan.