Chapter 241
- He pulls away from his desk and comes and scoops me up. He starts to walk us back to his room “Umm, my clothes are—“
- “Are in our closet! In our room.” He finishes.
- And I don’t say anything. One. Because he called it our closet. Our room. Not his. Two. When did he move my clothes? I never even saw him. And Three. Does that mean he wants me staying in our room. Permanently? Well I guess I figured that might happen.