Alexander
I was the kind of man who lost interest in things that weren’t relevant. Sometimes, I did it on purpose. Other times, it just happened.
My mind had a way of shutting out unimportant people and things before I even realized it. It was a subconscious filter, eliminating anything or anyone that wasn’t worth my time. And the moment I laid eyes on the average-looking man in front of me, my brain did exactly that.
Shut him out.
They say you shouldn’t judge a book by its cover, but let’s be honest, sometimes, you could.
Some covers were just boring and unappealing.
And this man? With his practiced smile, his weak handshake, and the way he carried himself like he desperately wanted to be acknowledged?
I didn’t even need to read past the first page.
My gaze shifted past him, landi
