Alejandro and Jaspre
He frowns at that. "I certainly hope not," he says as they begin walking towards the costume tent, but his mind can't help but wander back to that morning, several weeks ago, when Jaspre said a name in his sleep.
Sullivan.
Who is Sullivan? he wonders. And why does he seem to be such a sad subject for Jaspre?
His stomach clenches unpleasantly of the thought of anybody causing Jaspre to be upset, but he shakes it off a moment later. Jaspre is entitled t his privacy. He has no right to pry.
Sullivan.
Who is Sullivan? he wonders. And why does he seem to be such a sad subject for Jaspre?
His stomach clenches unpleasantly of the thought of anybody causing Jaspre to be upset, but he shakes it off a moment later. Jaspre is entitled t his privacy. He has no right to pry.