FERN'S POV
After dinner, Bailey and I talked a little bit more before I introduced her to her bedroom upstairs.
“I’m sorry you don’t get to choose where your room’s going to be…” I uttered while holding the key in my hand as we’re taking the time to climb the stairs leading to the second floor.
“It’s okay, don’t worry.” She replied while brushing off my simple apology.
“Welcome to your room.” I ushered Bailey towards the 3rd door in the second floor. I decided that her room will be next to mine in case of emergency. This way, I’ll be able to reach her immediately. I’m quite worried though that she’ll complain about this and take it the wrong way, though.
“Where’s yours?” She suddenly asked while taking a look around the l
