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Josh's P.O.V.

I couldn't believe it. I thought I could trust him. A sharp pain rushed through my heart. I bit my lip trying to suppress the tears. I walked down the main street. I didn't know where to go now. I was so lost by the fact that he kept such a big secret from me. I decided to go to a hotel and stay there for a couple of days. I passed restaurants, hair studios and three row family houses. After a while of walking I arrived at a hotel that seemed decent. I entered with warmth filling my lungs. A scent of food and coffee stuck in the air. My stomach twisted around in emptieness. I walked up to the reception desk. The receptionist smiled at me with her green eyes glowing in friendliness. Her blonde hair was tied up into a strict bun. "Good afternoon, Sir." She said with her smile turning into a wide grin. "Hello." I mumbled assuming she knew who I was, judging by the look. I took a easing breath before saying, "I would like to have a room for one person." "And for how long?" She asked typing everything in the computer sitting beside her. "I don't know yet. For an unknown time I guess." I blushed lighlty. "Good, I need your name and your credit card please." She looked back at me after finishing typing. "Joshua William Dun." I said whilst handeling her my card. I looked around finding a couple with a kid running ahead of them coming into the hotel. The stopped behind me. I smiled at them. They smiled back at me. "Here you go, Sir. Do you got any suitcases with you that our luggage carrier could bring into your room?" I looked back to the receptionist. "Just one but I can carry it, thank you." I answered. She handed me a key which read 'Room 321.' I smiled and grabbed my bag. I walked over to the elevator in slow and steady steps.

I spent a sleepless night thinking about what had happened. I rolled around not knowing how to lie so I could fall asleep. But it was so hard without Tyler lying next to me. I started crying without any warning. I didn't know how to forgive him just yet. I knew I was in the right but no one would understand, not this dilemma I found myself in.
I sat up looking out of the big window beside the bed. The lights of the city seemed to shine brighter than ever as if they wanted to cheer me up, without any sign of success. Tears kept pouring out of my eyes, rushed across my cheeks and dropped down from the chin. As I looked out of the window once again rain had started to fall from the black autmn sky. I held my breath without noticing. I took a breath again when a knock at my door appeared scaring me shitless.

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