RONALD'S POV
I laid in one of the spare rooms in the house. My eyes stared at the ceiling as my mind drifted to the look on Emily's face earlier. I had seen the confused and concerned look on her face when she asked me question.
I rolled on the bed,my face on the pillow as I began to hit the pillow. Why had I suggested that we share a room in the first place? It seemed like a good idea at the time- a way to avoid suspicion from the workers,all that. But now, I felt like I made a mistake.
I sprung on my feet , walking to the window side. I stared into the night,my brow furrowed as my thoughts churned. I had made a resolve that I didn't want to disturb her but the truth was that I knew I needed to give her space. I needed some space too,to clear my head,to regain control of my emotions.