That night, when I saw that Vivian had taken over the master bedroom I always slept in, I simply closed the door quietly and turned toward the small guest room.As the door clicked shut, footsteps sounded behind me.Ethan walked over from the living room. Seeing me holding my basic toiletries and heading toward the guest room, he paused in his tracks."Elia, you..."He seemed to want to explain, but in the end, he merely muttered under his breath, "She said the bed in the master bedroom is softer, and she hasn't been sleeping well lately. I let her stay there for a few days."Without looking back, I simply murmured, "Okay."He stood frozen in place, watching me step into the guest room, his expression unreadable.In my past life, facing a scene like this, I would have confronted him on the spot, demanding to know why even my own bed had to be given away. But now, I only felt exhausted.The guest bed was narrow and stiff. As I lay down, Vivian's soft, sweet voice drifted in from the liv
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