Alex's POV
I had already pulled back the blanket on my bed, ready to bury myself under it and sleep the rest of this awful day away. The sound of the other students chatting and laughing outside filtered through the window, reminding me that the academy was still very much filled with families, visitors, and cheerful reunions.
And here I was, still alone.
I wasn’t trying to sulk, not exactly. I just didn’t want to sit around watching and listening in on everyone else having a perfect day while I sat on the sidelines pretending I didn’t care. If I slept through the rest of the visiting hours, then maybe I wouldn’t have to keep lying to myself.
Just as I was climbing into bed, ready to pull the covers over my head, I heard it—his voice. Calm, low, and unexpected.
“Alex.”
I froze.
Jax
