Unbearable Proximity

POV: RONAN.

What the hell was I thinking when I agreed to continue this doomed trip?

I stood motionless, staring blankly at the solitary, far too small double bed sitting in the center of our cheap hotel room. The worn mattress sagged in the middle, practically guaranteeing we would roll into each other if we laid on it. The faded floral quilt and lumpy pillows mocked me. We had barely started