OWEN'S POV
I stood in my office, glaring at Alexis as she leaned on my desk.
She smirked at me. “I came back for us Owen. And you are not pushing me away this time. No matter what you say or do.”
A bitter chuckle escaped me. “You're joking right? There’s no us Alexis. There hasn’t been for over two years. Did you forget that?”
She blinked at me the smile faltering. “You can’t just toss aside what we had like it meant nothing.”
“I didn’t do that. You did” I snapped. “I don’t want to have anything to do with you. Not now, not ever.”
Her lips tightened. “Is this because of what happened back then? Is that what this is still about?” She crossed her arms, trying to sound calm, reasonable even. “That’s not me anymore, Owen. I went to therapy. I’ve grown. You don’t know the work I’ve done
