Chapter 118 A Divine Being

• SCARLETT.
• I woke up later in the morning to find myself in a bed I couldn't recognize. Sitting up, I tossed the bed covers behind me before slipping out of bed. I smiled when I realized that this was Finn's room. I hadn't really taken a good look around it because, for obvious reasons, I hadn't really come in here.
• His walls were shades of navy blue and thick black drapes covered his windows, only letting a little crack of light come in. His room wasn't covered up with properties and all of that. I could tell he was a minimalist. A lathe bed situated in the middle of his room, a table with a desktop sitting in front of a swivel chair, a small shelf containing books, picture frames and perfumes, a few posters on the wall, and finally... A guitar.