Persuasive Diary Entry

Everything has gone so fast as it has been months since I decided I wasn't going to see Dev anymore, although there are times when I'm debating whether or not he's still with his wife or if he's prancing around with another woman. But I've kept my promise. It's just gone ten o'clock in the morning here in Paris with this stunning snowing weather outside. The guilty was eating me alive, so I came clean about the affair to Laxmi also telling her that without the wife there, it didn't seem so wrong, but she still took it better than I thought she would. I thought it would be hard and I hoped there wouldn't be too much judgement from her because I'd known about her cousin's husband who was on his way home to his wife and son in Montreal, but he got off at Heathrow with a woman he meets on the plane and how he called his wife telling her that he need time to figure things out

Ps, yes, Laxmi's husband did come along, but it's okay. Our flight was at 7:40 Boston time with Air France 333 but I'm currently sitting in the hotel room while Laxmi and her husband get their room sorted out. I went looking around the hotel as I was waiting for Laxmi the hotel is a lot bigger than I thought, the front doors are massive with gold all around the side, the rest is glass with a pattern of a variety of roses. There were two men dressed in black suits waiting to take our bags and other two door men ready prepared to open the doors for us. The entrance is massive with this long carpet leading to the reception, where an early aged lady sits behind the desk waiting to hand us key cards to your room. When I got to my room and walked in, there was this dark oak wood king size canopy, with bed netting over the top and tied to the upper frame with pale blue ribbon with an off-white doona and black silk sheet, pillows set up to display the room off with matching pillow matching the