ALEXANDER
The smirk refused to leave my face.
"You just agreed to move out of our room."
Faye stared at me.
Her expression shifted from confusion to complete disbelief.
"I did what?"
"You agreed," I repeated, enjoying every second of it. "I suggested you move into the storage room, and you said it was a very good idea."
She looked genuinely horrified.
"The storage room?"
I nodded.
"The storage room."
She blinked several times before looking at me as though I had completely lost my mind.
"How?"
The single word came out with a mixture of disgust and confusion.
I couldn't help laughing quietly.
"That," I said, pointing at her with a finger, "is exactly what happens when someone pretends to be listening while their mind is somewhere else."
She let out a long sigh and lifted a h
