Chapter 9: Stepsister
(Grace’s POV)
I sat in the same spot, frozen.
Alexander hadn't even glanced at me earlier, not when he was guiding Victoria into the healer’s chambers, his whole demeanor screaming protectiveness.
And now, here I was, peering mindlessly at the tiled floor of the medical wing, the biting reality of their connection twisting like a knife in my gut. His warm, attentive gestures toward Victoria felt like a mocking contrast compared to the cold indifference he'd shown me for days—no, months.
I couldn’t breathe. No matter how much air I dragged into my lungs, it wasn’t enough to soften the ache building in my chest.
I needed to leave.
But as if fate enjoyed savoring my misery, the closed door to the healer’s chambers swung open. The sound reverberated through the qu
