Alexander chose Jessica’s side first.
No checking. No hesitation. Not even a single question for me.
He held her in his arms, and his gaze crashed into me like a storm.
“Why did you push her?”
For a second I was genuinely stunned.
Not because I was being accused, but because of how utterly certain he sounded without needing the truth at all.
I took a deep breath, forcing the tremor back down and making my voice stay steady.
“She brought people to attack me.”
I pointed upstairs. “There’s a man still unconscious on the floor in that private room. She fell down the stairs because she staged it herself.”
When I said it, I was very calm—so calm it felt like I was standing outside my own body, watching.
But Jessica moved even faster. She curled up in Alexander’s arms, her voice shaking
