Chapter 145



I glanced over at Ernest, and he was already looking back at me. Just the two of us in this room, and the atmosphere felt charged with something unspoken.

Damn it, we'd shared a hotel room before and it was nothing like this.

Now, here we were in this spacious two-bedroom apartment, and yet it felt as if there wasn't enough room to breathe, as if the walls were closing in

on us.

After a brief lock of eyes, Ernest broke the silence, "I think I should crash on the couch."

I was speechless.

"Your bedroom is a space for your real boyfriend, I... yeah, the couch is fine for me," he said, making me feel somehow guilty for relegating him there. But I knew what he was doing - this was his way of applying pressure, his way of saying he wanted to be more than just a placeholder.

They say honest men have deep tricks, and that couldn't be more true.

But I wasn't about to fall for it. "Suit yourself," I said with a shrug, quickly retreating into my parents' bedroom.

in bed, sleep eluded me. The fear I had in the hallway

defenses up, I'm not sure I would've

how timing works - Ernest just happened

looked towards the door. It was closed, so I couldn't see outside. Was he really sleeping on the couch instead of in

getting ready for bed, confirming he

to those

of my parents moving

sound

thought Ernest was asleep before checking on

woke up in the middle

bathroom. Stepping out of my parents' room, I was reminded

awkwardly sprawled out, legs.l.ne

поте

off the

footrest with a

was covered with

Double standards.

sleeping in my room, why use my pink

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