When Rachel heard this, she grabbed Trevor's arm right away and angrily said, "I'm to blame for everything. My favorite room appears to be Amora's. She is upset and refuses to give it to me.”
I never wanted to punch someone’s face so bad until this moment.
Rachel acted as though she was unaware that the room belonged to me, even though the family was small. She only wanted to brag to me about how well regarded she was by Trevor.
How could Trevor, who had worked in business for so long, have missed Rachel being sneaky?
However, love was blind.
Trevor glanced at me impatiently as he shielded Rachel from me.
"It wasn't Rachel's intention. It's just about one room. You could just..."
"Well, you're right," I interrupted before Trevor could finish. “It's only a room. I'm going to get everything out now."
"This house has a lot of rooms," Trevor replied after pausing. “It is the same whether you live in another room. If you need anything, let me know.”