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One day, as a hotel supervisor (SPV), a young woman named Staylie had to deal with a VIP guest—someone she hadn’t been informed about beforehand. The guest had little identification and seemed to go out of their way to keep a low profile around everyone.

Somehow, Staylie ended up arguing with the guest. Initially, she had only been instructed to handle their check-in, but at a completely unreasonable hour.

Yes—can you believe it?! Staylie was told to welcome the guest at one o’clock in the morning. OMG! Of course she was thrown into chaos. Hufff...

From that moment on, everything between Staylie and the VIP guest kept spiraling into disorder.

Slowly but surely, the guest began revealing their true colors, leaving Staylie completely stunned. Their real identity was finally uncovered—through a confession the guest made directly to her.

Will Staylie accept the truth? Or will what she finds out only drive her further away?

Disguise In a Wreath

That was the cry of Imanuel Karel Arisatya's heart. 


Amidst the heavy downpour, he stood alone at a bus stop. Just standing, watching the movement of people around him. Despite the ferocity of the rain—people continued with their activities as if nothing was happening. 


Was this pain only for Karel alone? His heart... shattered, broken, crushed! Words that flashed through his mind in an instant. 


“Hhaaaahhh….” A long sigh repeatedly escaped Karel’s mouth. With his right hand stretched out, he caught the falling rain, watching the drops fall and splash against his palm. 


If only Karel could rewind time with a time machine—back to his childhood days? He missed those times dearly. Times when his late brother, Staylie, and he used to play together. It felt impossible to ever relive that again. 


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