Roman’s POV
The knock came again, louder this time.
I froze where I stood.
For a second, I thought it was Sylvia.
A woman’s voice spoke, sharp and angry. “Roman! I know you’re inside. Open this door.”
I sighed under my breath.
It was Coach Juliet.
I glanced back at Elisa. “Stay quiet,” I whispered. But before I could even move, Juliet pushed the door open herself. The lock had been weak.
She stood there in her pajamas, eyes wide when she saw Elisa.
Her gaze moved from me to the bed, and I could see the anger build in her face.
“What is this, Roman?” she snapped.
Her voice was loud enough to wake the whole floor.
“Keep your voice down,” I said calmly, trying to push Elisa behind and off her gaze.
Juliet ignored me and stepped forward.
“You brought a girl here?” she shouted.
