I looked at Aspen who’s sitting by the front porch. He still has his arm sling on but I think he’s already recovered. I mean, something must have happened between him and Wynona. He must have been so strong to have done with her even with a dislocated shoulder.
He raised his gaze and pursed his lips when he saw me.
I arched my brow and scoffed as I nodded at his arm sling. “Still not healed?” I asked as I stood and leaned against the railings of the veranda.
He expelled a heavy breath before looking at me in disbelief. “Are you always like this?” he asked me back and I narrowed my eyes in confusion.
“What?”
He rolled his eyes. “I know you’re thinking of something,” he said like he’s accusing me of accusing him of something even I am not aware of.
“What?” I repeated because he c
