Skyler’s POV
I can't believe I'm stuck in this room, waiting for who knows how long. As soon as he exits and closes the door behind him, I can't help but let out a sigh of impatience. My restless energy takes over, and I begin pacing back and forth across the room. My eyes wander around, scanning the surroundings for any distraction. That's when I notice the abundance of cozy blankets and cushions scattered across the room.
They look so inviting, so comforting. Any girl would be thrilled to have such a collection. Without wasting another moment, I make a beeline towards the bed, eager to create a comfortable nest for myself. I start reorganizing the bedding, carefully arranging the blankets and fluffing up the cushions. Each movement is fueled by my growing frustration, as if the act o
