Chapter 57

♡Arielle’s POV♡

“Back so early?” Raphael asked as I walked into our hotel room and sank on the bed, and I almost groaned at how hard it was.

“Yes.” I said, rolling on the bed to find a comfortable spot to lie, but there was none.

Why did it feel like it was made with bricks? What did I expect from a rundown hotel, though?

We decided to stay in a tiny and cheap hotel because it would be easier to keep our identities a secret, since we couldn’t hide Raphael’s pheromones. He also insisted on the two of us sharing a room because he didn’t find the place safe and wanted to be by my side. I agreed because I was already used to it.

After my conversation with Agnes’, I was beginning to regret not insisting on my own room. It would have been a perfect way to create some space between us, but because I was already too close to him, I hadn’t thought of that.

“I thought you would spend more time with your family.” He shut the book close and rose up from the old chair he was sitting on.

“I though