Alexander’s POV
I held Isabella as she cried in my arms. Her body trembled against me, and her tears soaked through my shirt. A tight pressure formed in my chest as I watched her fall apart like this.
“Isabella,” I said quietly, “I promised I would stay with you. You do not need to worry. I will not break my word.”
She shook her head against me, her voice breaking as she spoke.
“But you are already married. You are not mine anymore. Do you think I do not know?”
Her fingers tightened around my shirt as if she was afraid I would disappear.
“What do you take me for? When I told you I was coming back, why did you not tell me the truth? If I had known you were married, I would never have contacted you. I would never have gotten involved again. How am I supposed to face Vivienne?”
Her cr
