Alessia’s POV
Logan nodded and walked out of the office, leaving Beta Dominic and me alone.
“Please come sit down,” he said, gesturing toward the chairs in front of the desk.
“Can I get you some water or anything?” he asked.
Tears streamed down my face at that moment. No one had ever asked me if I wanted anything as small as a glass of water. The very gesture was so sweet it hurt. A part of me wondered if, when I said yes, it would come at a price.
“N-No, thank you,” I replied, lowering my head in submission.
Beta Dominic stood up from his chair, walked over to a small refrigerator, and returned with a bottle of water. He placed it on the desk in front of me.
“It’s there if you like. Now, please tell me what happened to you. The last time I saw you, you were cleaning up broken glass
