Zoe had worn a strappy red dress to the hotel. She pushed open the door to Room V809.

The darkness of the room took her by surprise, but she very quickly noticed the flickering of red candles inside.

Red candles!

Sitting by the candles was a decanter of red wine and some desserts, and on the chair next to the arrangement was a bouquet of red roses.

Zoe was melting in the romantic atmosphere.

Elliot was unexpectedly sentimental!

Zoe was filled with anticipation for what was about to happen that night.

As she picked the bouquet of roses, she became intoxicated by the strong floral fragrance.

She placed the bouquet back on the chair, then pulled out her phone.

It was almost ten o'clock, but why had Elliot not arrived?

Was there traffic on the streets?

When another fifteen minutes passed with no sign of Elliot, Zoe began to feel anxious.

Was he not coming?

He could not possibly have painstakingly decorated the room on a whim, right?

Or perhaps, did he mistakenly send the text