Chapter 39

EMILIA

I stare at the bed.

The one bed.

The undeniably soft, luxurious, way-too-small-for-this-situation bed.

But it’s still just one bed.

I don’t know whether to laugh or cry.

Logically, I should have expected this. It makes no sense for them to give us separate beds, but my cheeks still heat up at the thought of…

Of…

Sharing a bed with Liam.

No matter how natural and easy things have felt between us, it doesn’t change the fact that this relationship is fake. Just words on paper. A contract.

So why does that thought make my stomach twist in a way I can’t explain?

Liam, of course, is completely unbothered. He scans the room, taking in the luxury like he actually expected something worse. Then, to my absolute horror, he leans against the doorway, grinning like this is the funniest thing to ever happen.

“They really went all out, huh?” He chuckles. “Maybe we should send them a thank-you card. This surpassed my eve