Elena’s POV
After leaving Alexander’s office, Elena’s mind was hazy. “Marry me.”
The words followed her everywhere.
Out of Alexander’s office.
Through the silent executive hallway.
Into the elevator.
And all the way down to the crowded company lobby where people moved around normally while her entire world tilted sideways.
She couldn’t even hear properly anymore.
The sound of heels against marble floors.
Phones ringing.
Coworkers laughing nearby.
Everything sounded distant.
Muted.
Like she was underwater.
The elevator doors opened, but Elena didn’t move immediately. She stared blankly ahead, her fingers trembling around her bag strap.
Marry him?
Alexander Vale wanted to marry her?
No.
Not wanted.
Needed.
Because there had been no emotion in his voice.
No warmth.
No lo
