I turned to the man I now presume to be Martin, “Uhh.1


    The lodge keeper gave me a firm p on the shoulder. "Aiden, my friend, meet my son, Martin."


    Marin turned to me, the recognition in his eyes now more prominent, "Oh. You must be Aiden." He said as he stretched his upied hands fir another handshake.


    I took it, "Very nice to meet you, Martin." Now that I looked at him again, I understood why he had looked familiar. He looked just like his father.


    After we exchanged pleasantries, I continued my journey to Ana''s room.


    I ensured that the nt was well secured in one of my arms before I rasped my knuckles on the door.


    My face was now etched in a frown as I knocked for the third time and there was still no response.


    "Ana!" I called, not caring who might hear me.


    "Anastasia!" I banged my fist on the door." Are you in there?"


    My question was answered with a resounding silence.


    As I opened my mouth to tell her name again, I heard giggles drifting to my ears. I looked down at the rows of doors and realized that the giggles wereing from one of the other rooms.


    I almost pouted as I looked down at the nt and came to the realization that she was probably with others. I wouldn''t mind going in there to give her the gift but that would only make her ufortable. And I was not about to do anything that would ruin my chances with her.


    As I contemted between remaining at her door until she returned for the night or going over to my room anding backter to check on her, I noticed something shimmering on the floor.


    I looked down and saw water seeping out under her door.


    "Oh shit," I muttered as I pushed at the door and found that it was unlocked.


    Upon entering, I saw that the whole of the room had been flooded. I set the nt aside as I went ahead to find the source of the flood.


    I walked straight to the only room in the room where suck amount of water coulde from. Just as suspected, there was a leak in the bathroom. On a closer look, I saw that the pipes in there had all bursted. "This will need a lot of fixing." I said as I walked out of the bathroom and back into the room.


    In her room, I heaved up her boxes and things that would not tolerate water seeping in them onto a raised tform. As I looked around the room, checking for any other thing that the water could destroy, I heard the door creak open.Content ? provided by N?velDrama.Org.


    I turned to the door to see Anastasia on the doorway, a deep frown on her face.


    I shrugged, "I came here to hand you something and found your room flooded. I was surprised when I found your door unlocked."


    She dug her fingers into her hair, sweeping the smooth strands back. "Yeah," she muttered, "Since I was in the room nearby, I thought it was necessary to lock the door."


    I wanted to tell her that for safety reasons she needed to always keep her door locked but I didn''t think it


    the time for that as I watched her run to her bag.


    "My tablet!" She cried.


    "They should be fine," I told her. "I put them up there before any real damage could be done."


    "Thank you," she sighed as she brought out her phone and pressed it to her chest, closing her


    r eyes.


    When she opened her eyes, the worry was back there as she helplessly looked around the flooded room. Instead of standing there and staring at her like a lovesick puppy, I decided to take action. I called on the lodge keeper who arrived almost immediately.


    "Oh buggers! What happened here?"


    I told him what happened and he apologized deeply. "I''m sorry once again. There''s a spare room. Although, it has no power and since it''s at the end of the hallway, there is less stream of sunlight and it is usually always dark there."


    As the man exined, Ana just gaped at him incredulously. I bet she''d than a dark one.


    or cleep in a flooded room


    "Thank you so much for the offer," she said politely, "but I think I''d manage with the others." "Alright, it will just be for the night. I''d make sure the pipes and any underlying issue gets fixed tomorrow." "Thank you," she reiterated but I could tell that she wasn''t ecstatic about spending the night with anyone. After the man left, she was still standing in the middle of the flooded room, looking confused and helpless. I dared to offer her another option. "You can stay in my room for the night."


    When she raised her gaze to look up at me, I shrugged like it was no big deal. "I don''t mind."