CHAPTER TWENTY

Chelsea

"Are you in pain Archie?" He didn't realize the question until he'd read it aloud. It was gone before he could check who it'd been. He swerved to Arc and watched him closely. He had that closed off look on his face again.

His lips were pressed tightly together and his eyes refused to meet Chelsea's. Why wasn't he looking at him. If there was one thing Chelsea was terrible at, it was reading people. Was Arc uncomfortable or was he just behaving grumpily as he usually did? Did he not like being close to Chelsea?

Suddenly, he remembered when Arc had refused to touch him during the meeting they had with Lily, preferring to put the pen on the desk instead. He decided not be irrational. He always jumped into conclusions with the worse ideas possible. It was that known trait of his that'd brought about the dilemma he was presently facing, upon himself.

"Are you not okay?" His attention was no longer on the comments. He rested his le