It was still dark when Alexandra traveled to Damon’s beach house. It was half an hour away from her condominium in the city. After she talked to the young man at midnight, sleepiness finally caught up with her. She slept peacefully even for just a few hours because she knew Blake was alright.
She was restless the entire day yesterday, thinking about the boy. In the evening, she couldn’t take it anymore and called Damon to check on them. She's thankful that Blake is okay; that gave her peace of mind.
She rolled down the car window when she reached the gate of the beach house. The sun was rising, and the breeze was still cool. The waves hitting the sea were gentle, relaxing.
“Good morning, I’m just here to visit Blake,” she politely greeted the security guard at Damon’s gate.
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