Bianca’s POV

One bed?!

A short silence passed before Damien muttered, “That’ll do,” his tone flat and firm. “The police won’t check here.”

I tried to sound composed, but my voice betrayed me. “One bed?”

He dropped his duffel bag on the floor and exhaled slowly. “It’s not like we have a choice, Bianca.”

“... Fine. You take the bed. I’ll sleep on the floor if you’re uncomfortable.”

I hesitated, glancing at the thin carpet set on the floor, it was ...