Alexander gently took my hand, his voice soft as he said, "Alina, when we get back tonight, can we talk? Really talk?"
There was something in his serious gaze that stirred a mix of emotions within me. I nodded, agreeing without hesitation.
Chris' team eventually won the game, and despite being sidelined due to his injury, Chris was ecstatic, celebrating the victory with his teammates.
After the game, Oliver approached us, having changed out of his sweaty jersey into a fresh T-shirt.
His eyes were locked onto me, an unyielding intensity in his gaze that cut through the chaos of the crowd, as if nothing else in the world mattered. We stood there in silence until Alexander cleared his throat, breaking the tension.
"Alina," Oliver began, his tone serious, "I don't want to end our engageme
