"Fine," she said after a moment. Then she gave him the address.
As soon as the words left her mouth, she turned her gaze away, looking out the window.
Avoiding him.
Avoiding her thoughts.
Because now she understood why she felt so unsettled.
It wasn't just about living together.
It was about him.
She was about to share a space with someone she had feelings for, feelings she hadn't sorted out, hadn't controlled, hadn't even decided she wanted to keep.
This… this was supposed to be her chance to get rid of them.
To purge whatever this was.
But deep down, she already knew...
It wasn't going to work.
And there was nothing Olaedo could do about it.
He was already sacrificing too much for her.
Even his company, he had left everything behind just to operate from her couch.
How could she now turn around and ask him to find separate accommodation too?
That would be… unfair.
If anything, she should be the one easing things for him.
Maybe she could cook.
