Chapter 42: Shattered Composure
“What do you mean” dysis asked
“That was someone easy who disguised themselves as Vee,” Alexander explains, his voice steady but laced with a rare softness as he held Dysis close to him. His icy-blue eyes flickered with a dangerous edge, his thoughts trailing back to the moment he uncovered the fake Vee.
He had dealt with her swiftly, ensuring Dysis wouldn’t have to worry about her ever again.
Dysis froze for a moment, a faint memory surfacing. The fake Vee had called her Miss Salmon. She frowned. Vee had never called her that she always addressed her more familiarly, often dropping formalities altogether. The detail gnawed at her, making her chest tighten with unease.
As Dysis sat on Alexander’s lap, still processing everything he’d said, she co
