(Tara's POV)
Blake looked at me as if he had something in his mind but could not share it with me. I shoved the doubts away in my mind, but sometimes I felt there were more things to discover. I stopped in front of his bedroom, and I turned to him.
“Why does Mr. Williamson not allow anyone to go to his room?” I asked again, just curious. Samantha and Sean’s words echoed that I could go anywhere in his house except his bedroom.
He opened the door, left it ajar. “Privacy, Tara,” He answered briefly. “His life interested a lot of people much that he couldn’t enjoy his private life anymore, and his bedroom is the only place where he could be himself, think about himself, and will share it only with someone he...” He stopped.
I lifted an eyebrow, waiting for him to complete his answer, but
