Lily stood and watched Alex walk away with intense pain, her hand on her chest as she considered what to do.
She felt like if she allowed him to leave, he wouldn't come back to her and just that thought was enough to make her throat go dry.
The silence was overwhelming, broken only by the faint sounds of the night outside Alex’s mansion.
She hadn’t intended to end up here, but she couldn’t bring herself to face what awaited her at home. Just thinking about it made her stomach twist with anxiety.
The weight of everything—the picture, her broken friendship with Alex, and the looming threat of the twins’ father—pressed down on her, suffocating her.
Her mind kept returning to Alex as he kept on walking away.
He was angry, hurt, and she didn’t know how to fix it.
How could she make
