Cecilia
After Liam's quick guidance, I hurriedly make my way to the guest room. Nervousness takes over as I open the door and face the space that, until now, was my temporary refuge. Quickly, I start unpacking my things from the closet, only now realizing the considerable amount of clothes and belongings I've accumulated since my arrival.
With each piece of clothing removed, I feel the urgency mixed with the tension of the moment. It's as if each movement highlights the need to hide the truth. Stepping into Liam's room for the first time, I feel like I'm intruding into his personal space. However, there's no time for contemplation or analysis. I need to act swiftly.
I leave the first batch of clothes on a chair in the corner of the room, repeating the process with the rest. Shoes are to
