Aaron's POV
I glanced down at Angela’s hand still gripping my arm.
“Let go."
She hesitated for a second, then slowly released me. “You’re bleeding.”
I looked at the red line across my knuckles, a reminder from the fight earlier.
“You should probably get that treated,” she said.
I looked at her coldly. “Don’t pretend you care, Angela.”
“I’m not pretending,” she replied. “I’m just stating a fact."
“I don't need your concern."
She didn’t flinch. “Pointing out bleeding isn't concern. It's just obvious."
“You talk too much for someone who shouldn’t be sticking her nose into my business.”
Her gaze didn’t waver. “Noticing isn't interference. I'd say the same thing to anyone."
That earned her a slow smile from me. “Admirable… for someone like you.”
“Fine,” she said firmly, reaching fo
