She sobbed silently, covering her mouth tightly.
She didn't dare to let go, fearing that once she did, she'd start crying aloud, disturbing her father in the room next door.
She tried her hardest to hold it in, but eventually couldn't, so she rushed into the bathroom and turned the faucet on full to drown out her sobs with the sound of running water...
Kaitlyn Webb stayed in the bathroom for a long time, and when she came out, her eyes were red. She picked up her phone and continued texting Morgan Benson, asking again: What room are you in?
It seemed Morgan Benson hadn't expected Arthur Webb to be so persistent and finally replied.
Staring at her phone, Kaitlyn made up her mind to meet him tonight. Otherwise, when he leaves tomorrow, as her dad said, who knows when they'd see each other again.
Kaitlyn didn't delay any longer, quickly changed her clothes, grabbed her purse, and left...
It was almost half-past nine, a busy time for the fashion capital of New York.
