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When I woke up, Phoenix wasn’t there. I looked around the room, confused, and then heard someone knocking on my door.
“Enter,” I invited.
Angela poked her head inside, smiling at me before entering the room. She was wearing one of her mates’ shirts, clearly coming straight from bed.
“Should you be walking around?” I inquired, concerned.
“I won’t say anything if you don’t,” she replied, sneaking over to my side and gesturing for me to scoot over.
I complied, and she climbed in beside me.
“So,” she began, wiggling her eyebrows.
“What?” I responded.
“I see you have moved rooms,” she observed, gently bumping her shoulder against mine.
I looked away, smiling as my cheeks heated. I had indeed moved rooms, closer to Phoenix, at his request. It was strange to think about. I had be
