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Chapter 1

"Will your husband need a key to your honeymoon suite?" The hotel receptionist who asked was an older woman with gray hair. She was dressed in a navy blue skirt, white blouse, and a navy blue blazer with the hotel logo printed on the upper left chest area while on the right side was a golden name tag with the name Linda etched in black.

Brittany suddenly stopped filling out the vehicle information part of the hotel registration and started to panic. "Um…yeah he will…I mean she will…it's my wife not my husband."

Linda looked uncomfortable when Brittany said 'my wife' which didn't go unnoticed by Brittany. You would think in the honeymoon capital of world Niagara Falls they would welcome all types of couples with open arms. Linda looked at the computer screen and sure enough the reservation was for Brittany and Anna Jeffers-Pierce.

Linda laid two room keys on the reception desk in front of Brittany. "You and your wife are in Honeymoon Suite #2 on the 18th floor. Enjoy your stay with us. Would you like help taking your luggage to your room?" Linda had a fake smile on her face.

Brittany noticed how Linda had said 'your wife' in a non-approving tone. She signed the registration form and took the two keys. "No thank you. I…we can manage. Thank you."

Brittany picked up the large bag that had been lying on the floor beside her feet and put it over her shoulder. She then took a hold of the handle of another piece of luggage and walked towards the elevators wheeling it behind her. Brittany pushed the elevator button hoping it would arrive soon because she just wanted to get to the room as quickly as possible.

"Miss Pierce!" Brittany turned when she heard someone shouting her name. She saw the valet running towards her. "You forgot your valet receipt. You'll need it to get your car. If you need your car during your stay with us just call the extension on the receipt and tell us what time you want your car and it will be waiting for you out front."

"Thanks but I don't think I will be using my car during my stay. I'll just probably walk everywhere I go." Brittany felt uncomfortable and was relieved when the elevator door opened because it felt like everyone was staring at her. She got in and pushed the button for the 18th floor.

Linda watched Brittany walked to the elevator and just shook her head because something didn't seem right to her. "Hey how about some service here!" Linda jumped when she heard the loud voice. The she noticed a woman standing in front of her at the reception desk. Linda could tell by the woman's facial expression and body language she was definitely not in a good mood. Plus the woman was a Latina and Linda knew how hot tempered they could be because she had dealt with enough of them during her 30 years working at the hotel.

"Yes ma'am how may I help you?" Linda asked showing best fake smile.

"I want to check into my room. The name is Lopez. Santana Lopez."

Linda searched through the computer for a few minutes. "I'm sorry I don't see a reservation under the name Santana Lopez. Do you have your reservation confirmation number?"

"Do I look like I have my reservation confirmation number?"

"I was only asking because it would be easier to find your reservation if you had your confirmation number? Are you sure you made a reservation at this hotel? Perhaps your reservation is one of the other hotels."

"Look here (Santana glanced at the Linda's name tag) Linda, I'm sure even at your advanced age you can tell I'm not too happy right now. This is definitely the right hotel and I should have a reservation for a honeymoon suite and I'm not leaving so you'd better find my reservation."

Linda wanted to avoid a verbal confrontation with Santana so she decided to do another search through the computer. Finally she spotted something, "We have a reservation for a honeymoon suite for a Shawn Lopez. Is Shawn your husband?"

Santana glared at Linda, "No Shawn is not my husband. SHE WAS my fiancée until she decided to call off our wedding an hour before the ceremony was to start. The bitch sent me a text saying she was a free spirit and couldn't see herself loving only one person for the rest of her life. Can you believe that bullshit? I should've known better than to give her a second chance. She cheated on me once that I know of but now I'm starting think she'd been cheating on me all along. Bitch can't keep her fingers out of the ladies." Santana's face had turned red from her rant and had attracted the attention of other hotel guests who were in the lobby.

Linda decided she needed to get Santana to her room as soon as possible. "I'm sorry to hear about your troubles. Maybe you would prefer to stay in one of our other rooms during your stay with us."

"No way, I want to stay in the honeymoon suite. In her text she told me to come to Niagara Falls and enjoy my stay on her. Guess the bitch thinks a trip to Niagara Falls will make up for all of the hurt and humiliation she has caused me and my family."

"Ok if will just fill out the address and car information parts, and sign the registration form then I'll give you your room key." Linda slid the form towards Santana on the reception desk.

"I don't have a car I took the shuttle from the airport." Santana filled in her address and signed the form.

"You are in Honeymoon Suite #1 on the 18th floor. Do you need help taking your luggage to your room?" Linda asked hoping Santana would just go to the elevator without any additional rants.

"I'm fine. Thanks." Santana's tone of voice suddenly was much quieter and had sadness to it. Santana took her luggage to the elevator and pushed button 18.

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Brittany opened the door to the #2 Honeymoon Suite. She walked in the room and started looking around the room in awe. It was beautiful and very romantic looking. There was king side bed, a Jacuzzi, mini bar, and a red velvet love seat facing the huge window that looked out over Niagara Falls. The room was extremely expensive because of the closeness to the falls.

Brittany laid her bag down on the bed. She walked over to the huge window and looked out at the falls. It was amazing. Watching the water was mesmerizing. Her family had come to Niagara Falls on vacation when she was three years old but of course she doesn't remember it.

After gazing out the window at the falls for a few minutes she sat down on the loveseat that faced the window. It was then she noticed there was an electric fireplace to the right of the loveseat. It really was an extremely romantic setting. She could imagine having all of the lights in the room off and a fire in the fireplace sitting with Anna on the loveseat watching the falls at night. The falls were light up at the night with a rotating rainbow of colors. Then there were the nightly fireworks.

Brittany suddenly started to cry and covered her face with hands. The truth of what happened hitting her again as she sat there. Anna wasn't there with her because they didn't get married. A week before the wedding Anna told Brittany she couldn't marry her because she had fallen in love with the wedding caterer. Anna claimed it was love at first sight and that she had met her soul mate. Brittany was too embarrassed to tell Linda when she checked in that she would be staying in the honeymoon suite alone.

After the wedding was called off Brittany spent the next week in bed crying. She and Anna had shared an apartment which made it more difficult because of all of the memories. Her family had paid for their honeymoon trip to Niagara Falls and since everything was prepaid it couldn't be refunded. Brittany tried to convince her parents to go on the trip but they said they couldn't get away. Then when Anna said she would be moving her stuff out of the apartment over the weekend that they were supposed to get married Brittany decided she needed to get away during that time. So that's why she now finds herself sitting alone in a honeymoon suite in Niagara Falls.

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Santana opened the door to her suite, dropped her luggage down, and then flopped down on the king size bed. It had been a very long day for her. Now that she was alone and away from the rest of the world the tears fell down her face. She had acted tough and bitchy all day after Shawn texted her that she couldn't go through the wedding. Her family and friends knew Santana well enough to know she was really hurting inside but didn't want to show it.

Santana really thought Shawn was the woman for her. They had dated for two years. In the beginning her friends warned her that Shawn was a player and that it was likely she would get her feelings hurt but it seemed like Santana had been the one to tame the player. However, it was clear she hadn't tamed Shawn's player ways since she called off the wedding saying she couldn't love just one woman. Shawn had cheated on Santana early on in their relationship and while Santana was devastated she forgave Shawn because she loved her. Santana feels like a fool because it was obvious Shawn had probably cheated more than once.

Santana's family and friends didn't want her to take the trip to Niagara Falls but Santana felt the need to get away, runaway from the humiliation and hurt she was feeling, besides Shawn was paying for the trip. Santana's plan was to get drunk and stay in her room until it was time to home in three days.

Santana jumped suddenly when there was a knock on the door. She had cried herself to sleep a couple of hours ago. "Room Service", she heard a male's voice say from the other side of the door. She was confused because she didn't order any room service.

Santana opened the door and immediately starting talking. "I didn't order any room service."

"Ma'am this is the complimentary bottle of champagne that comes with the honeymoon suite." A young man wearing navy blue pants and blazer with the hotel logo on the pocket stood with a cart containing a fancy ice bucket with champagne chilling in it.

Before Santana could tell the man to bring the champagne into the suite she heard voices in the hallway. She looked to her left and saw another hotel room service worker delivering champagne to the suite next door. The man was talking to a tall, blonde haired woman. Santana watched the two talking before the hotel worker wheeled the cart into the blonde's suite.

"Ma'am?"

Santana realized the hotel worker was talking to her. "I'm sorry bring the champagne in." Santana moved aside to let the worker bring the cart into the room. After the worker placed the ice bucket with the chilled champagne in it on a table in the suite Santana walked him to the door. He opened the door to leave and she tipped him. Once again she heard voices and turned to see the blonde woman tipping the other worker. The blonde looked in Santana's direction and when their eyes met it was like magnets they were drawn to one another. The two hotel workers had already left but the two women stood there staring at one another for several more seconds. Santana was the first to break and gave the blonde a small smile before shutting the door to her suite.

Brittany stood there for a few seconds after Santana shut her door. When she went back into her suite she poured herself a glass of champagne in one of the two champagne flutes and quickly drank the entire glass at once. It tasted so good and bubbles tickled her nose. She walked over to the huge windows in her suite and looked out over the falls. It was getting dark and soon the lights would be turned on.

Brittany's mind kept wandering to the absolutely gorgeous woman in the suite next door. When she looked into the woman's eyes it was like she stopped breathing and her heart started beating faster at the same time. The feeling was like none she had ever felt before. Brittany suddenly scolded herself for feeling that way. She had just been dumped a week before her wedding and is vulnerable right now that's why she had such a dramatic reaction to the woman next door. Besides the woman was obviously in a honeymoon suite which meant she was on her honeymoon with her spouse.

Santana didn't even bother pouring the champagne in one of the flutes she started guzzling it down right from the bottle. When she needed to breathe she pulled the bottle away from her lips. Santana couldn't get the blonde haired woman from next door out of her mind. Her face was all she kept seeing so she drank some more champagne hoping to block the woman's face out of her mind. See was not in a good place after being dumped by Shawn and the last thing she needed was to be obsessing over some other woman already. Besides the woman was on her honeymoon. By the time Santana had finished the bottle of champagne she had successfully blocked the blonde out of her mind. As a matter of fact she had blocked everything out of her mind because she had passed out.

Santana woke up and the first thing she noticed was how dry her mouth was and the second thing noticed was her pounding headache. She slowly sat up on the bed 'Why the hell did I drink that whole bottle of champagne?' The clock on the nightstand read 3 AM. Santana managed to sit on the edge of the bed and found she was still a little dizzy from drinking so much. She decided a nice hot shower would make her feel better so dragged herself to the bathroom.

The shower did make Santana feel a bit better but her mouth was still quite dry so she decided to go get some ice from the ice machine. She put on a fluffy white hotel robe on along with the white slippers they provide and left the room to get some ice. Lucky for her the ice machine was at the end of the hall. After she'd gotten her ice she started to walk back to her suite when she had to quickly move to the side because someone was walking right at her. The person didn't even seem to notice Santana and just kept walking to the ice machine. Santana looked up and noticed it was the blonde woman from next door. She looked at her briefly and then started walking back to her suite.

Santana was almost to her suite when she heard sniffling coming from behind her so she turned to see who was walking down the hallway behind her. It was the blonde from next door and she was crying. Santana turned back around and walked towards her suite because it really wasn't any of her business why the woman was crying. Besides the blonde was on her honeymoon her spouse could comfort her.

Santana was about to put her key in her suite door when the sniffling got louder and was replaced with sobbing. It was then she noticed the blonde was leaning her back against the door to her own suite. Santana watched for a few seconds thinking the woman's spouse would certainly hear her crying and open the door but when no one opened the door Santana decided she just had to at least ask the woman if she needed help.

Santana walked towards the woman. "Um…are you ok?"

The blonde had her head bent forwards so her long hair was hiding her face. "T-there's no i-i-ce." She managed to say in between the sobs.

Santana rolled her eyes because this woman was crying because there was no ice left in the machine. "I'm sorry I must have taken the last of the ice. The machine will make more but if you need some I'm sure there's an ice machine on the floor below." The woman nodded her head and then she brushed her hair out of her eyes and put it behind her ears. It was then Santana saw the cut and bruise above the woman's left eye brow. "What happened to your eye?" Santana immediately thought about an abusive spouse.

The woman stopped sobbing but was still sniffling. "I tripped on the chair and hit my head on the corner of the desk. I only had a couple of glasses of champagne."

Santana walked closer so she could get a good look at the woman's injury. It didn't look too bad but it definitely must hurt. "Here let me give you half of my ice. I won't use the whole bucket anyway." Santana took the woman's ice bucket and dumped half of her ice into it. "You should keep ice on your eye for the next twelve hours. If you develop any blurry vision have your spouse take to the ER because you could have a concussion. It's none of my business but why isn't your spouse getting the ice for you and taking care of you?"

Hearing these words seemed to make something snap in Brittany. "You're right it's none of your business. Thanks for the ice." Brittany put her key in suite door and walked in slamming the door. Santana let out a sigh and went to her own suite.

An hour later Santana found herself looking out at the falls. It really was amazing the hotel was so close to the falls. It was truly a beautiful sight. She couldn't stop thinking about the blonde next door and hoped that she was ok because any kind of blow to the head no matter how minor needed to be taken seriously.

A few minutes later Santana found herself outside the blonde's suite with her hand raised ready to knock on the door but at the last minute she decided not to knock. The woman made it clear that it was none of Santana's business why her spouse wasn't taking care of her. Santana started to walk back to her suite but then just as quickly turned back around and walked back to the blonde's suite knocking on the door without hesitation.

Several seconds later Santana heard someone unlocking the security locks. She hoped it was the blonde opening the door and not her spouse. When the door opened Santana was relieved to see the blonde standing there. "I'm sorry to disturb you but I just couldn't get to sleep until I knew you were ok. I'm a paramedic and my instinct is to help people so I'll blame my middle of the night intrusion on your honeymoon on that."

"It's ok. I've been putting ice on it and I cleaned the cut the best I could. Luckily I always carry a small first aid kit with me when I travel. I put some antibiotic ointment and a band aid on it. You shouldn't be worrying about me I wouldn't want your spouse to get upset."

Santana looked at the floor and closed her eyes. "My spouse won't get upset because I don't have one. My fiancée called off our wedding by text an hour before the ceremony."

"That's a horrible thing to do to someone you love." Brittany looked at Santana with sympathetic eyes.

"Well that was the problem she didn't think she could spend her life loving just one person. I'm sorry I shouldn't be dumping my problems on you. I'm glad you're head is ok. Goodnight." Santana started walking back to her suite.

"Brittany." Santana turned around when she heard the blonde talking. "My name is Brittany."

Santana smile, "I'm Santana. Nice to meet you Brittany." Santana turned back around and walked to her suite. Brittany watched Santana until she walked into her suite and shut the door. Brittany couldn't believe that Santana was here alone too. They both had been dumped. Brittany had always believed in fate so maybe it was fate that she and Santana were to meet.

Santana took off her robe and got into bed wondering why she told Brittany all about Shawn dumping her an hour before their wedding. Brittany was a total stranger and she told her what a loser she was by staying in a honeymoon suite by herself. She was sure Brittany would tell her spouse and they would have a good laugh at her expense. It was then Santana decided she would avoid Brittany during the rest of her stay.