The small walk-in closet was filled with various gifts, most of which were from Amos Smith. Despite the reluctance, she still put them all together neatly and personally delivered them to the Perfume Garden.
To avoid running into him, she deliberately chose to deliver them in the morning when he was busiest.
She knew the password to the door.
It was the day she first stole a kiss from him, that Amos intentionally set it to tease her.
He hadn't changed it yet.
Maybe he hadn't had the time to change it.
When leaving, she packed all her belongings into her suitcase. It was less than a minute's distance from the bedroom to the door, yet it felt like a century to her.
Looking around every corner of the room, it seemed like there were shadows of both him and her everywhere.
Her heart was immediately filled with a mix of emotions.
This should be the last time she comes here, right? This place might welcome a new hostess in the future, but that has nothing to do with her anymore.
