He hurriedly led me upstairs, his strides urgent and quick. We stopped in front of a door, and with a swift motion, he opened it, pulling me inside. My eyes instinctively scanned the room, taking in its beautiful features, but my anger overshadowed any appreciation I could have mustered.
"This is your new room," he announced gently, his gaze fixed on me. When I didn't respond, he sighed and placed a hand on my shoulder. "Alice..."
I moved away from him, taking quick strides until I reached a far corner of the room. I leaned my back against the wall, my distress rising as I spoke. "How could you?" I breathed, my voice filled with anguish. "You made me look like a fool."
He took a step towards me, and instinctively, I threw a hand up to hold him off. "You... you..." I stuttered, staring a
