Vera POV
I smirked in satisfaction.
Unzipping my suitcase, I began pulling out my clothes and personal belongings.
My eyes wandered around Ethan’s spotless white room.
He never liked anyone staying here.
But that would change now.
He would learn to like me.
And this time, it wouldn’t be his choice.
I walked toward his wardrobe and opened it.
Carefully, I arranged my clothes beside his.
Then I neatly folded some of his outfits too until the wardrobe looked shared.
Like a real couple’s wardrobe.
Ours.
A pleased smile spread across my lips.
Perfect.
I stepped out of the room and looked around.
Where the hell was Maya?
She's the one that should be leaving us.
I checked the sitting room, but she wasn’t there.
Then I walked back up the stairs toward her room.
It was locked.
