Alex POV
I had been stuck in a conversation with a senator for twenty minutes and my eyes kept drifting across the ballroom, but when I finally spotted Krystal, I felt a knot of worry tighten in my chest because she looked like she had just seen a ghost.
She was standing by the bar and her face was so pale that it almost blended into the white marble pillars behind her, and when she handed a tray of drinks to Bianca and her laughing friends, her hands were trembling so much that the glasses were rattling against the silver.
I watched my father move away from her with that smug and satisfied look he gets when he’s just crushed someone’s spirit, and I didn't even wait for the senator to finish his sentence before I excused myself and pushed through the crowd toward her.
I grabbed her
