{Lisa’s POV}

The search for a room began the way most things between Ronan and me did… with an argument that wasn’t really an argument, but one of those back-and-forths that made me want to strangle him and laugh at the same time.

“My room… former room would be perfect, but… uhmm, I don’t think she'll like it.” I started.

“She should be close to us,” I said firmly, arms crossed as I leaned against the banister. “It makes sense. If she needs anything at night, I don’t want her wandering halfway across the estate.”

Ronan’s eyes flicked up from the hallway he had been surveying. “The estate is not...