William's room was off limits to everyone, including the cleaners.
Whenever he returned, he cleaned away the dust and spider webs without frustration. Why? Because he would rather find a thick layer of dust waiting for him than discover even a single thing misplaced in his room.
The room was filled with memories, things he had saved and kept for years. Things that reminded him of people he had lost, days he could never bring back, and moments he would never forget.
It was his safe haven, the place that reminded him of who he was. The promises he had made to his mother, this room reminded him of all of it.
The first person other than his father and mother to enter this room was Emma.
The last time they visited, he hadn't brought her here because there had been too much to clean.
Emma looked around the place, her eyes sparkling with excitement.
The room was not much different from the one where she had stayed the night before.
