Chapter 87

• The following day I woke up with a funny feeling in my stomach and a crick in my neck. It may be because of how I slept the night before with an extra pillow instead of my usual one. Also paired that with me overthinking about Aiden's behaviour turned my night into a long one. What was with his strange behaviour anyway? 
• Shaking my head, I stepped out of the room, freshly showered, closing my room door behind me. Aiden walked out simultaneously, wearing a thick black jumper, a bag slung over one shoulder. He had a pair of earbuds in and was scribbling in his notepad; the Alpha didn't even look up this time, not even when I knocked my feet loudly on the ground. 
• I sighed and slowly turned around towards the stairs. That's when Aiden rushed to my side, the cap of his pen stuck between his lips, and he pursed them, pulling it out. His face brightened, hands falling to the sides, his mouth opening and closing.