Lana P.O.V.
I looked up at Alexander as he stood there next to me. The look on his face couldn't even be described. He looked so hurt, so angry, and most of all, I saw something in his eyes that reminded me of my father when he had to make difficult decisions. He sighed and shook his head. "Come on, let me get you dry and back in bed, you'll get a cold like this" Alexander said as he tried to reach out for me. I just shook my head and swatted his hands away. "I can't even touch you?" Alexander asked as he raised his voice a bit. Again, I shook my head. He won't touch me, no one will ever. I will make sure of that.
"Fine, then I give you the choice, either you get out of here and dry off yourself or I will do it for you" Alexander said, crossing his arms over his chest and huffing. I just
