Harper's POV"I have to share a room with you?" This can't be right. I said I would fake marry the man, not share a room with him for a year.Asher walks further into the room. Sometime during the party, a member dropped our luggage off in here. My suitcase is sat on the left side of the bed."I thought you knew that." He sits at the foot of the bed, "The compound is at capacity. Besides, if we're going to be a real couple, we need to share a bedroom."He does have a point. I was so caught up in both of our plans, I hadn't stopped to consider the details of our situation."Okay, well, I hope you don't snore," I say, walking around the room.Asher's room isn't what I expected. He has band posters of groups I've never heard of taped to the wall. A small wooden desk sits in the far-right corner of the room, with the ensuite situated next to it. The bed sheets are black with gold patterns and details circling the length of it, and its unusually clean for a twenty-five-year-old man.
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