Mariana's Pov
I call out. “Wait!”
Alejandro stops but doesn’t turn to look at me. “What is it, Mariana?” He asks his tone leaning into the harsher side.
“I. . .I. . .” I stumble upon my words.
“You have to say it, Maria,” he implores, his tone impatient. “I’ll assume nothing until you’re clear with your words.”
Words?
I don’t do words, I do action. And for that reason, I walk past him, heading straight for the library. As I walk, the space behind me remains silent. I stop and turn around to face him. “Are you coming or what?”
I don’t wait to gauge his reaction or hear his response when I leisurely stroll into the library, head for the shelf where the door to his secret room is hidden, input the code and walk into the room.
Alejandro enters right after me, his intense gaze holding m
