(Avalena’s POV)
After dinner I headed up to my room, with Grey in tow. Mother placed him in the bedroom across from my old one. When I opened my door, I couldn’t believe they didn’t change a single thing in here. My stuff animals still lined my windowsill, my neon tie dye bedding still pulled all the focus of everyone who entered. My pictures lined the wall just how I left it and the only thing different is it seemed someone cleaned it recently and there were no dirty clothes littering the floor of my bathroom anymore. I turned around, running into a hard chest. I backed away, rubbing my now throbbing nose.
“I didn’t realize you were still behind me. I would have figured you would have gone to your room across from mine.” I stuttered out as I looked down at my feet. I was feeling shy,
