Alex's POV
It had been a few days since my fight with Jaxon, and even though we shared a room, I’d barely seen him since that night, and I had a strong feeling he’d gone back to sleeping in that cave of his.
I didn’t have proof, but the signs were all there. His bed never looked used in the morning, and the room felt way too quiet for two people sharing it. Every time I thought about asking him if he’d really gone back there, the timing never felt right.
And even when he did show up in the room for short moments, maybe to change or grab something, he didn’t say a word to me. He made it obvious that he was avoiding me, and at some point, I figured maybe that was a good thing.
After everything that happened with Dorian, keeping some space between us was probably the best way to avoid a
