“Where did you go?”

“Why do you suddenly care?”

“I am asking you, Caden.”

I felt him remove his hand around my waist and then pull me by my shoulder and force me to look at him. It was a little dark in my room but the austere expression on his face made me think that he didn’t like it when I questioned about what he did the whole day. It’s just funny that he thought I never cared when every time he was not around, I knew he could feel how anxious I was.

Or maybe he was just trying to avoid the question because I never needed to...