That's why he came after me.
A ripped shirt. The scent. Everything points to it. What do I expect then?!
"Huh? You're back already?" Damien raised a brow the moment Alex stepped into the vast living room, his tone edged with disbelief. "You literally just left. I thought you wouldn't be back until nighttime, you know…"
"And I didn't expect to be discharged from the hospital so quickly either," Alex replied with a heavy sigh as he dropped onto the couch opposite Damien. He leaned back, rubbing his temples briefly before looking up again. "How are you feeling now, though? Your head....does it still hurt?"
