Xander
“Why are you doing this?” I grit out.
“I told you already. I like you.” Anika whispered, leaning into me.
I scowled, my fists tightening with rage.
“Ah, I see you’ve met my niece, Anika. Anika, this is Xander.” Luther said, emerging from the study, oblivious to the tension between us.
“Yes, Uncle Luther. Xander and I have become fast friends.” Anika said, cryptically, her smile widening.
I stepped back from her and picked up the folder, turning to Luther.
“Thanks for the help, Luther. I should get going.” I said, my voice tight. Luther noticed but said nothing, giving me a stiff nod instead as I turned to walk out.
“Goodbye, Xander. I’ll see you soon.” Anika called out, her voice light and sweet, as if she wasnt wielding a figurative g*n to my head. I shut the door a bit ha
