Alex's POV
I had barely managed to get Dorian off my back without crumbling completely.
He’d stood there, arms crossed, eyes searching mine like he was hoping I’d just break and confess everything he suspected. There was something about the way he looked at me, so earnest and frustrated, that made my chest feel tight.
“I just… I know you’re hiding something, Alex,” he had said, his voice low and disappointed. “If I find out later, from someone else, or through other circumstances, that you couldn’t trust me enough to be honest with me, I won’t be able to forget that.”
And all I could do was stand there like a coward, chewing on my bottom lip and lying through my teeth.
“There’s nothing going on,” I had said softly. “I swear.”
Now, back in my room, seated on my bed, I couldn't stop st
