Aspen POV
I grab a change of clothes, well, to my clothes. When I first changed, I had on a pair of sweats and a tank top, but Holden grabbed me one of his t-shirts and forced me to wear it. He’s being really weird.
Despite his desire to carry me down to breakfast, I am very intent on him not doing that. I can’t believe he moved all my stuff to his room. I’d argue with him, but it doesn’t look like this is up for debate anymore. Every member bows to us on our way to the dining room.
“Good morning, Lady Aspen.” A chorus of his people say to me as we enter the dining hall. It’s already Monday and on weekdays, everyone has breakfast together. I nod respectfully to everyone until I notice something a bit off. Okay, way off. Nobody is eating.
“Is something wrong with the food today?” I as
