Seeing Cassian with his head in his hands, Alex decided to move out of his hiding spot. Cassian lifted his head as Alex sat on the bench opposite to him.
“I thought that was you,” Cassian scoffed as he massaged his forehead with a hand.
"Don’t get me wrong,” Alex said, “I didn’t know you worked out here as well. The gym on my side of the city stunk.”
“Then let’s chalk it up as another coincidence—the universe playing games,” he bitterly remarked.
“That’s probably it.” Alex leaned forward on his knees and pushed up his glasses. “Are you okay? I saw the news.”
“I’ll live through it. Fourth time's the charm, right?” Cassian bitterly chuckled. He looked horrible—well, as horrible as a man with his features could look. Dark circles were forming under his eyes, and Alex recalled listening
