Aryana
I stared in the direction Alexander left in with a complex gaze, his retreating figure already gone from my view. What just happened? Why did he suddenly become cold? I sighed and slumped in my seat, rubbing my face. What the f**k was wrong with me? Why did I feel a surge of sadness when he said that? My mind wandered back to when he helped me through my panic attack. He had been so caring and loving, even going as far as calling me his treasure.
Treasure.
Tesoro.
I groaned out loud, not even caring if I was heard. Alexander called me his treasure! What the actual f**k? He treated me lovingly and with so much care back then, which warmed and fuzzy my insides. It felt like he cared about me, but a part of me couldn't help but wonder if it was me he cared about or our child. My gu
