The next morning,
MORGAN MILTON.
It was the starting of August, and two days since I've kept Brooke, close to me. Turned out that her constant use of aspirin was causing the nose bleed.
She wasn't talking to me and although I'm not okay with it, I'm just glad she's getting the rest she deserved.
“Wipe that stupid smirk off your stupid face”. She growled turning her back to me again, while watching the beach from my patio dressed in a flowing halter tie neck dress.
My smile widened. That was the most she had said to me since. “Tell you what? If you wipe that frown and be a good house guest, I might let you go today”.
She smacked her lips, looking away from me.. “Can I ask you something?”.
I didn't get to answer before she c
