Chapter 35: Remain Spotless
(Alexander’s POV)
I stood tall in the doorway of the medical wing, my arms crossed tightly over my chest.
My gaze bored into Dr. Morrison, who stood in the center of the dimly lit room, his usual air of calm faltering under my scrutiny.
Even the faint hum of the medical monitors couldn’t soften the crackling tension between us.
Across the room, Victoria sat on a nearby bed, her frail posture the same pitiful image she always conjured. But I wasn’t going to be moved by it tonight.
The act was wearing thin.
"Dr. Morrison,” I began, my voice low but firm, each word cutting through the space like a blade. “We need to have a conversation. And it’s one I think you’ve been avoiding far too long."
His face remained neutral, but I saw the faint twitch at
