Josie's POV
The moment Grayson left the hospital room, the silence that followed felt heavier than anything that had come before. Alexander still held my hand tightly.
As if letting go might somehow change the outcome of what had just happened.
The morning light was beginning to creep through the hospital blinds, for a brief moment, the light softened the hard lines of his face, making him look almost peaceful.
But I knew Alexander Hart well enough now. Peace was the last thing inside him.
His mind was already working, I watched his jaw tighten slightly, the muscle there ticking in controlled irritation.
"You're thinking too hard," I said quietly, his gaze shifted toward me instantly. "You're not thinking enough, that was very like him, my lips curved faintly despite the situatio
