Chapter 83 Lovesick

• Renee’s POV
• I poke my head through the bedroom door that was left slightly ajar before fully entering it. Seeing that it appears empty, I step inside and close the door behind me and twist the lock.
• I flop down on the bed with a sigh and let the plush comforter envelope around me. Unfortunately the thousand-count threads do little to comfort me. I stare up at the wooden beams crossing the ceiling wondering when the last time they’ve been dusted.