The presidential suite floor has two rooms, but Noah has no plans to sleep in the other one.
After talking with Jason until two in the morning, Noah tried to sleep on the sofa in the dark, waiting. Maybe Emma woke up and needed something.
However, when Noah woke up at six in the morning, he didn't hear anything from the master bedroom.
'Is she alright?' he wondered, standing up from the sofa and approaching the bedroom door. Pressing his ear to the door, trying to hear something, still, he couldn't hear anything.
Just as he was about to knock, the door swung open suddenly, and there stood Emma, her face pale and her expression quite startling.
"N-Noah..." Her voice wavered and grew a little higher, but her eyes started to soften with relief. "Where am I? Why am I here?" she asked as she looked outside.
Noah was genuinely surprised by Emma's question. He felt sure she didn't remember what had happened to her the night before, which was just what he had hoped for.
