It wasn’t the first time I was in his room but it felt like it. Perhaps it was because I never really got the chance to stare at the luxurious furnishings.
“Where did you go?” I sat on his bed when he asked this.
“To see my friends.” I said and gave him a look. “Don’t you usually have someone keeping an eye on me?”
“That was before I knew who you were.” He answered without a change in his expression. “You knew about that?”
“I figured.” I said. “Anna was your spy, wasn’t she?”
He looked away from me before he nodded his head to that. “I’m sorry. It’s because I thought—“
“I know.” I shushed him up with my forefinger to his lips before pulling on his arm to sit with me.
I could tell instantly there was something wrong with him. Mentioning the night crawler pack seemed to have trigger
