I must be imagining this , I think to myself as the knocking noise continues. My heart is in my mouth as I make my way to the door. It can't be you. it just can't be. I feel light-headed. Could it be? I take a deep breath and slowly turn the handle. "Good morning!" comes a woman's voice. "Housekeeping!" I visibly deflate as I pull the door open, cursing myself for thinking
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