CHEERFUL MORNING
The morning light crept through the curtains as Lexa rose early, the familiar routine beckoning her. She glided silently to the bathroom, knowing that Ace would still be lost in sleep.
Images of last night flashed through her mind—Grant’s unexpected confession swirling in her thoughts like a torrent.
The weight of his words pressed down on her; it would be strange to face him now, knowing the truth he had laid bare.
Lexa had also missed a chance to talk to Alexander yesterday, which left a dull ache in her heart. He always had a way of making everything feel right, and the silence between them was unsettling.
After a refreshing shower, she emerged with her thoughts still swirling. Staring at her reflection in the mirror, she focused on the small rituals that brought
