Is this the right decision?

Chelsea's standpoint

Autumn lay on her bed, her head and hair draping down the side of her queen-sized bed. I have to hand it to her parents, they were born prepared and were always prepared. Their house here in Washington was amazing! It was a block of flats with a penthouse, the penthouse belonging to them. The house had five rooms, five comfortable bedrooms, a lovely kitchen, an indoor pool, another set apart for movie nights, a living room, a storeroom, and two rooms made into an office; only that one office was partly a library. The penthouse had one bathroom in the master bedroom which is Autumn's, and two extra. I would prefer my bathroom in my own room, but it was still okay.

As I was. Autumn's hair draped down to the floor while her head slightly fell off the side of the bed. Her legs were up high in the air, dancing as she hummed. Since we moved into her house on Sunday, we hadn't gotten enough chances to chat and share our secrets. I was busy jotting down some to-do list f