XANDER'S POV.
I let out a frustrated groan as I turned back around and headed back to my room. I slammed the door shut loudly as I arrived in my room, grabbing my hair tightly as I pulled harshly in frustration.
What am I doing? What am I doing, what am I doing, what am I doing?
This is wrong. This isn't exactly how I had planned for things to turn out.
That night after the bomb that Atlas had dumped on me, I managed to convince Lyanna to spend the night in her room. It hadn't been at all easy, but somehow I had managed to do it. I had explained to her my reasons for wanting a little time away from her and after a million different ways of explaining it, she was finally able to understand what I was saying and tried to see things from where I was coming from.
I had tucked her back in
