I BENT down my head walking straight to the elevator and this time I used the guest’s elevator instead of the employee’s elevator. I am trying my best not to feel awkward.
The situation is becoming hard than what my imagination is.
Without looking at anyone in the hotel, I walk straight. Others saw me and they recognize me but I really don’t care.
I need to be strong.
I need to adjust.
I need to be independent and not depend on what others will say about me.
I was almost in the main door of the lobby when I realize that I don’t have the key access to the main door.
Darn! Stupid again, Angela!
How am I going to go inside? I don’t have the card that James used to open this freaking door?
What am I supposed to do? I even forgot my phone in his room. I didn’t bring any but myself.
I sit on the corner, waiting for someone that might notice me.
I hope there is someone who will notice me.
I look like a fool or worst a beggar because of my stupidity.