Chapter 39

　　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 ...