VIGGO POV
As soon as Tyler and Rylee left, I couldn't shake off the nagging questions. Why was I making changes without a second thought? Why was I worrying excessively? Nothing seemed to make sense. My mind was a tangled mess of confusion and unease, and I couldn't pinpoint the exact reasons behind my actions.
I picked up my cell phone and called the staff to change Rylee’s room. I wanted everything ready in two or three days. The thought of her being uncomfortable or spending too much time around others bothered me. It gnawed at my thoughts, adding to the already heavy load on my mind.
"I need a favor," I told them. "Quick changes, use as many people as necessary to finish as soon as possible."
I explained what I wanted and suggested they ask Rylee about the decorations. She liked co
