A CONFESSION
The room grew tense as Lexa's heart raced. Feeling Grant's touch lingering and the weight of his confession in the air, she now faced Alexander's presence.
"Alex," she whispered, her emotions swirling in confusion and fear, urging her to create distance between herself and Grant.
"What's going on here?" Alexander's tone was sharp, his gaze fixed intensely on Grant, who visibly squirmed under the scrutiny.
"Just talking, nothing more," Grant quickly replied, his forced smile faltering as his confidence waned.
Lexa felt the need to clarify, to untangle herself from the emotional mess. "We were just—"
"Spare me the explanations, Lexa," Alexander interrupted, never taking his eyes off Grant. "You know better than to get involved with him."
"You're being unfair, Alex," Gran
