“Hey, did something happen?” she asked, sitting up in the bed.

“What are you doing?” Scott asked, confusion clear in his voice.

“What do you mean?” Florence frowned.

“Why are you sleeping here?” he took a step forward, entering the room.

Florence swallowed, finding it hard to think of a good answer to give him now. She knew why she made that decision when she went to that bedroom, but now it sounded stupid even in her mind.

“I ...