Beep—
Alexander hung up on her.
Backstage went dead quiet. Only the music changing inside the hall kept grinding on, every track harsher than the last.
Guests craned their necks to look toward the entrance, whispering in waves.
Light flooded over Alexander, but he felt like he’d been ripped out of his own body, standing there empty.
Jack and Ella were so anxious they almost dragged him toward the aisle.
“Alexander, the ceremony already started.”
“The Thorn Fang Family isn’t coming. They’ve left the North American. What are you going to do if you leave now?”
“You remember the day you flew out of the country? We called you dozens of times to come back for a farewell dinner. You didn’t pick up once. And now you’re panicking?”
Every word splashed over his chest like boiling oil.
His
