That evening before dinner, I moved the few possessions I had to Trexis’ room. I took one last look around my first bedroom here, it had been my little sanctuary - the first place I had ever felt properly safe and secure. I smiled and closed the door, and headed up to Trexis’ room on the floor above mine.
He was stood outside waiting for me. As soon as he saw me, he grabbed my box of things so I didn’t have to carry it and gestured me into his room - our room now I guess. I stepped in.
His room was much like mine, only slightly bigger. The walls were painted a deep blue grey, the same colour as the sky on a stormy night. An en-suite bathroom was attached to his room that looked bright and clean. In the centre of the room was a giant four poster bed, with soft cream sheets. A small tabl
