She picked up a heavy vase from the table and walked towards the balcony, her footsteps low and cautious. The footsteps stopped just outside the door. With her heart pounding, she swung the vase as the person stepped onto the balcony. A cry of pain escaped from the man as he stumbled back.
She quickly turned on the lights, her breath catching in her throat as she saw the man. It would have been less shocking to see Rowan here, but Alessandro? She never expected him to come over. But why the hell did he come from the balcony, not the door?
"Are you alright?" she asked, her voice a mix of concern and confusion.
"No, thanks to you," Alessandro replied, rubbing his arm where the vase had hit him.
"I'm sorry, I didn't expect you to come here," she said, setting the vase back on the table. "
