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07

07 - my x

FONTAINEBLEAU HOTEL
las vegas, nevada
june 11, 2024
tuesday
7:30am

i woke up in the hotel bed, i looked to my other side just to find the other side empty. i knew dansby had left for practice like he'd voiced that he was going to do.

i sighed and walked into the kitchenette part of the hotel and found a small note.

'feel free to get whatever you want for breakfast. complimentary breakfast downstairs or something nearby using my card.'

it said. i smiled as i looked at the credit card next to the note. it was such a sweet yet affectionate gesture.

i smiled, a warm feeling spreading through me as i read the note. i picked up the credit card, feeling the weight of it in my hand. i knew that dansby was extremely wealthy, but the thought of him letting me use his credit card to get breakfast felt like a huge sign of trust. it was almost as if he was saying 'go ahead, have whatever you want' without actually speaking the words.

as much as the thought of using his credit card was tempting, a wave of guilt washed over me. i couldn't shake the thought that i would be taking advantage of his wealth while he was gone. i set the credit card down on the countertop, the temptation calling to me. instead, i took a deep breath and decided to just head downstairs for the complimentary breakfast. it wouldn't be as lavish as using the credit card, but it would ease my guilt.

i started by heading into the bathroom and turning on the shower. the hot water cascaded down my body as i stood under the spray, the steam surrounding me. i washed my hair and body, making sure to take my time to relax. after the shower, i wrapped myself in one of the hotel's luxurious robes and brushed my teeth, the mint sensation waking me up further. finally, i made my way back into the bedroom and rummaged through my suitcase to find something to wear.

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once i was dressed, hair done, and makeup done, i made my way downstairs to the hotel's complimentary breakfast. the aroma of freshly brewed coffee and sweet pastries greeted me as i walked into the breakfast area. i could see a few other people sitting at tables, enjoying their morning meal. i headed towards the buffet-style setup where various breakfast foods were displayed.

i looked over the various options, my mouth watering as i thought about what to choose. there were sausages, bacon, pastries, fruit, eggs, toast...the list went on. i grabbed a plate and started filling it with food, making sure to get a little bit of everything. i also poured myself a large cup of coffee, the rich smell making me feel more awake.

once my plate was full and my cup was filled, i looked for an open table. thankfully, there were a few empty spots and i quickly found a quiet spot near the window. i sat down, setting my plate down in front of me and taking a sip of my coffee. the caffeine immediately hit me, the warm liquid instantly waking me up even more.

my eyes on my plate, i didn't notice the figure that sat across from me. i looked up only to see kenneth abel. my boyfriend of two years who'd just broken up with me just around two months ago.

i was surprised to see kenneth sitting across from me. my heart skipped a beat, my mind not quite knowing how to process the situation. i hadn't seen or spoken to him since our breakup, so seeing him sitting across from me at a breakfast table in las vegas was definitely unexpected.

kenneth's dark brown eyes met mine across the table. he was about 6'3, with a lean build and muscular frame. he was a professional football player, and it was obvious. his short brown hair was styled neatly, showcasing his angular face. he had on a simple black t-shirt and jeans, looking every bit as casual as a professional athlete could look.