Cameron's POV:
Not too long after Azariah left the room, Emma walked in with a clothing cart full of clothes and boxes at the bottom. Some of them looked familiar but others looked new.
"Can I help you?" I asked her and she looked over at me and smiled.
"No, that's okay. I can handle it." She responded and pulled the cart over to the walk-in closet and walked in.
I walked in after her and looked around. All of Azariah's clothes were all on one side of the closet and the other side was now empty. Am I staying in this room? There aren't other bedrooms or a way to set up a bed somewhere else?
"Why are you putting my clothes in here? Isn't there another bedroom in this suite for me to use?" I asked her.
"I mean this house is plenty big. This can't be the only bedroom in th
