Chapter 147

“What’s going on here?” I whispered to myself as My eyes shifted to the moving vans. I was curious and wondered who was moving in because it clearly wasn’t me. What was Alessio doing?

“Excuse me,” I spoke to one of the men and patted him on his shoulder.

“Who’s moving in?” I asked as I stared at the box in his hands. “No one.” He smiled. “We’re renovating a room.”

“Oh, really?” I spoke, surprised.