Lana P.O.V
I woke up the next morning, feeling somewhat exhausted. I didn't have a good night's sleep. I kept dreaming about Carter and all the nasty things that he thought he would have managed to do to me. Every time that I closed my eyes, all I could see was him. I could feel how he was touching me and as soon as my body would jerk me back into the land of the living, Alexander would be there trying to console me. I knew he would most probably be tired today. Speaking of him ... where was he? I looked around the room, but I couldn't land eyes on him. I got up and out of bed and walked over to the balcony. Maybe he was there just having his usual morning coffee or something like that. I knew the balcony was one of his favorite places to be when he wanted some peace.
I opened the doors
