ANNE'S POV
When I was standing in front of Carson's room, I knocked gingerly on the door, anticipating his reply but I didn't hear anything after a while so I pulled the door open and went in.
The room was pitch black and I could not make out Carson's figure.
I stumbled around in the dark until I finally found the light switch, then I switched it on.
Carson was seated on the edge of the bed unmoving.
I was sure he had heard me come inside since I was quite loud when I was searching for the light switch.
"Carson?" I called out uncertainly and he glanced up at me then looked away.
I drew nearer to him and sat next to him on the bed.
"Is something wrong?" I asked as I peered at his face but he kept avoiding my gaze.
"Talk to me." I said, he was starting to get me worried with how he
