Alexandra’s POV-
I turned away from Nicholas when he turned around. I couldn’t look at him right at that second. He hurt me, but I couldn’t be mad at him when I could see the regret and guilt in his eyes. I just stared at my hands, which still held a t-shirt that I was backing into my suitcase. I heard his foot steps approach me, I could see his feet in my eye line, even though I remained looking down at my hands. He came to a stop. I looked up briefly, and saw he was staring at the picture I had drawn of him, it was sort of backed up my version of events. A wave of pride hit him, but that was quickly smashed away by the guilt in his eyes. I returned to looking at my hands that rested in my lap. Nicholas took one step closer to me, before collapsing to his knees in front of me. He didn’t
