"What do you mean, why?" Rory shrugged. She tried to walk past him. But Derick stood firm.
"The closet specifically," Derick gripped her shoulders and made her look at him. "Why are you asking me about it? What do you- why now?" he asked.
"Nothing. Just..." Rory bit her lips. She looked into his blue eyes and she saw his pupils were dilated. On his forehead formed a layer of cold sweat.
Fear... That's what she saw in his eyes. Fear.
She smiled. "Why are you acting weird, Derick? Makes me wonder what you are hiding. I recently changed rooms. This other room... Ellie's room to be precise... I sleep there when Liam's not there... I guess I should have said "nursery" and not "my room". I am sorry."
Derick's eyes widened and his hold on her shoulder got gentler. "You will tell me if something's bothering you, right, Rory? You won't hold it back and..." he cocked his head. "Like in the past~"
"I won't!" Rory said gritting her teeth.
