Alexander POV
The office was quiet.
Too quiet.
The kind of silence that usually meant control—order—everything exactly where it should be.
I preferred it that way.
I sat behind my desk, flipping through a stack of documents, my eyes scanning numbers and reports, but my mind…
My mind wasn’t here.
It was elsewhere.
With her.
Celyne.
My jaw tightened slightly as I paused, the paper in my hand still.
Was it a bad idea?
Taking her out like that?
I leaned back slightly in my chair, exhaling slowly.
No.
It wasn’t.
“It was for the baby,” I muttered under my breath.
Nothing more.
That was all it was.
Just like old times—
My expression hardened instantly.
No.
Not like old times.
I straightened, placing the document down with more force than necessary.
“I’m married to Elara,”
