Forty-Seven

Ashanti

Exhaling loudly and rubbing the back of my neck, I was so displeased that Carmen didn't listen to me.

Chadwick had a lot on his plate, and he would begin to suspect something since all the incidents were happening in one night.

"I'll get the door," she chirped. Harrison was about to say something, but my eyes sent him a private message to remain quiet.

The front door swung open, and I watched as Chadwick and Ken entered the house. Chadwick wasted no time and rushed to my side, kneeling before me with concern on his face.

"What happened to you?" he asked, breathing loudly while examining the wound on my leg. Ken perched on the edge of the sofa opposite me, his brows drawing together, looking worried.

I tried hard to mask my annoyance towards Carmen with a weak smile.

"Seriously, guys, you shouldn't have come. It's just a scratch, and I don't know why Carmen bothered you tonight with this minor thing. Let's not make a big deal out of it."

"It's a big deal," Ken cut me off, while