Alexander's POV
For several seconds after the call ended, nobody moved.
I stared at Sophie's phone.
Especially Alexander.
Those words kept repeating in my head.
My first instinct was anger.
My second was suspicion.
My third was concern.
Not for myself.
For Sophie.
She was staring at me as if she was trying to decide whether the man on the phone had just changed everything she believed about me.
I couldn't blame her.
If someone had called me and warned me not to trust the person standing beside me, I would question everything too.
“Sophie,” I said quietly.
She didn't answer.
“Look at me.”
Slowly, she raised her eyes.
“Do you believe him?”
She hesitated.
“I don't know.”
The answer hurt more than I expected.
But I couldn't blame her.
“I understand.”
Lily pushed her chai
