ALINA
For some reason, I didn’t see Alex again for the rest of the night. One moment he was there, and the next, he disappeared.
“Alina?” Vera called out as she walked down from the stage where she had been with her grandfather and Vincent, cutting the cake and playing the perfect granddaughter.
“What are you doing here?” she asked, eyes scanning me from head to toe before glancing around the space again. Her brows pulled together. “How did you even get in?”
“Through the door,” I replied, my tone dry enough to make it obvious I wasn’t taking the question seriously.
Vera let out a small laugh. “I only asked because my brother and I approved the guest list, and your name wasn’t on it_”
“She’s with me.” Vincent rasped behind her.
He stepped forward slowly, hands tucked into his pockets
