After getting home and showering, I slept.
It's been a week since I was arrested, and I've avoided Eros. Sure, he said he didn't believe I did it, but at that moment, he stood in front of me and said that security saw me putting it in my bag.
He believed them. He might have changed his mind afterwards, but he honestly believed I could do that.
“Come on, Alexis, you're miserable, just speak to him.” Clara looks at me. “He comes here to try to sort things, and you disappear and refuse,” she says.
I do. As soon as I see him coming in, I run. Regardless of what I’m doing, I run. I'm so scared in case he confirms he thought it was me. It hurt.
“Oh, look at this,” she says and does something on her phone. I glance down at it and wait.
“Alexis.”
I freeze hearing Eros’s voice. Clara smiles
