Saphira wakes up, and for a moment, she doesn't know where she is.She gets out of bed and goes to the small bathroom. The hotel was modest but had the luxury of having a bathroom in the room. She does her basic needs: showers in the small closet, dries her body with the unexpectedly fluffy towel, brushes her teeth, and dries her hair with the wall-mounted dryer.Returning to the bedroom, she opened one of the suitcases and removed her clothes. Dressed, combed, and with her soft makeup on, she left the room, locked the door, and went down the stairs with the tray in her hand, where yesterday's dinner was served.- Good morning, Miss Green. – the hotel owner says.- Good morning.- The dining room is over there. - The woman says, pointing to a room at the back accessed through a large double door. - Sit at a table, and the cook will come and find out what you want.Saphira smiles and enters the room. The tables are all empty, but two have signs of having been occupied. She chooses one
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