LILY
A knock sounded on my door.
I frowned slightly, setting my pen down on the open notebook in front of me before pushing back my chair. I wasn’t expecting anyone, and Bella would have texted. I just stood there, staring at the door like it might explain itself.
Another knock followed, sharper this time.
I exhaled, already annoyed, and walked over, pulling the door open without thinking twice.
And then I froze.
“Ronald?”
He stood there like it was the most normal thing in the world, one hand resting against the doorframe, with his eyes on me in a way that made my stomach tighten before I could stop it.
“What are you doing here?” I asked, my brows pulling together as confusion settled in.
He tilted his head slightly, like the answer was obvious. “We have an assignment.”
“Yes,” I
