AMELIA
I moved my things from my room to his the following morning; not that there was much to move, since I had only packed a few days' worths of clothes changes. Nevertheless, we both felt the importance of that moment - we would no longer sleep in the same room out of obligation, to maintain our cover, but because we wanted to.
And from that day on, we definitely stopped ignoring the bond.
"That was it," I declared, setting up my hair dryer in the spacious cabinet under the sink. That move, however small, had taken all morning - or at least, what was left of it, since we had gotten up at 10 AM. My belongings might have been very few at the moment, but Emily had not exaggerated when she'd said that Erik's room was the realm of clutter: to be able to make room for my things we first
