Chapter 42

• Lily stood frozen in disbelief, her eyes fixed on Ethan, who had shamelessly made himself comfortable in her bed. Anger flared in her chest as she shook him, her voice sharp. “Ethan, get up! This is my bed.”
• He didn’t even stir, his expression relaxed as if he had every right to be there. “This is my house, Ethan! You can’t just do this!” she yelled, her frustration growing.
• When he still refused to budge, she crossed her arms, her tone laced with warning. “If you don’t leave, I swear I’ll pour cold water all over you. Don’t say I didn’t warn you.”