Amelia’s POV
Willow, yeah that was her name, stood right outside my bathroom door, and it took a minute before I pulled myself together. “What are you doing in here? Are you looking for the bathroom?” I quickly added the question to not seem rude.
She looked behind her as if just realizing she had came into someone’s room, then she nodded. “I was looking for the bathroom. I met your husband’s secretary downstairs. She said Ollie was using the one downstairs and to come up. I must have missed the door she said to enter.” She explained.
I nodded. “Oh, right. That’s true, there’s surely one down the hall, it’s the one with the grey door, instead of white doors like the other ones.” I explained.
She nodded and then she said. “Huh, is this your room?”
Swallowing hard, I contemplated on whe
