ALEXANDER’S POV
The tires hummed against the dark pavement as I sped down the empty road, my grip on the steering wheel tightening with every passing second. The city blurred around me, neon lights flickering like ghosts in the night, but my mind was elsewhere trying to calculate and plan for the next line of action to take.
I could still hear Rose’s voice in my head, raw with desperation. Though it was in anger, I could still feel the fear in her voice, almost breaking down. "Alex, what's happening? Where is Alice? Why was she shouting for help? I need an explanation right now!" and all this kept ringing in my head
I had never heard her like that before, on the edge, breaking. The doctor had refused to let me see her, some bullshit about keeping her stable. It took every ounce of self
