Alex’s POV
I didn’t plan to walk into chaos that evening. I only wanted to take Evelyn out of the summit building for some fresh air before the second session began. She had looked tense during the panel, and though I didn’t show it, I had been watching her the whole time. Her shoulders are stiff. Her eyes shifted whenever she glanced at Liam and he glared at her.
I knew she needed a break.
I didn’t expect to hear muffled cries coming from the restroom hallway.
At first, I ignored it. Rich venues came with rich people, and rich people came with drama. Someone always cried, fought or made bad decisions in expensive bathrooms. Not my business.
But then I heard her voice.
Evelyn.
The sound sliced through my calm like a blade.
My steps quickened. The corridor was too quiet, too polish
