I was staying with a friend at a hotel in Philadelphia. It was around midnight when we got in, and I realized that the maid service hadn’t given us enough towels. So, I went down to the front desk to get some more, but for whatever reason, they couldn’t give me any there and said that someone would bring towels up to the room within an hour.
As I was getting ready to take the elevator back up to our room, I noticed this creepy guy also waiting for the elevator, and he kept staring at me. Right after the elevator doors closed, the guy started asking how my day was, what I was doing later, if I wanted to hang out, etc. I kept saying no, but he didn’t seem to get the hint.
Finally, the elevator reached the floor we were staying on, but of course, our room was at the end of this really long hallway. As I was walking back, I heard footsteps behind me. I immediately thought, “This is how I die.” I started walking faster down the hall but didn’t want to turn around because, that’s when they get you, right?
At this point, I was practically jogging to our room, and when I got there, I started knocking loudly and banging on the door for my friend to let me in. They seemed to take forever, and I could hear the footsteps behind me getting louder and closer. My friend finally opened the door, and I took a chance to look down the hall to see…
A guy that worked at the hotel bringing me some towels. I assume he took a different elevator up to our floor and exited a few moments after I did. © I_Need_To_Get_A_Life / Reddit

Story 13

We went to Paris for what was supposed to be a celebration of our anniversary. But by the second day, I noticed my husband seemed distracted and kept stepping outside to take calls. When I finally found the courage to check his phone, I saw messages from a woman he had met while we were there. He had been secretly meeting her during our trip, all while pretending to be fully engaged with me. The romance of the city of love turned into the heartbreak of betrayal, and I had to face the reality of his infidelity.