(Alexander's POV)
I grabbed Emma's wrist, my fingers encircling her delicate skin. With a swift motion, I pulled her into the campus gym. The door slammed behind us, the sound echoing in the empty space.
My mind was racing, a thousand questions swirling through my thoughts. How could this girl look so much like Victoria? What game was she playing?
Emma's back hit the door with a soft thud. Her eyes widened, fear evident in their depths. Her chest rose and fell rapidly, betraying her nervousness.
For a moment, I felt a pang of guilt for frightening her. But I pushed it aside. I needed answers, and I needed them now.
"What is your purpose in approaching me?" I demanded, my voice low and dangerous.
Emma flinched at my tone. Her face, which had been flushed from our encounter, suddenly d
