Cameron lay in bed that night staring up at the ceiling of his bedroom, thinking about Ruby. She was just only three bedrooms away, about fifty feet down the hall wondering what she was up to. 

She was probably asleep and not awake like he was unable to sleep. He wondered how she looked while she slept, what she loved to wear to bed; whether she was the type that went naked to bed or the one that went fully clothed. 

He also wondered if he loved her room, the room he had designed originally ...