-Olivia’s point of view-
As I stepped into Alex's office, the decisive click of the locked door echoed, stirring a sense of apprehension within me. The gravity with which he had expressed the need for a conversation hinted at something more than routine.
Releasing a sigh, I turned to face him, my curiosity and mild anxiety melding. "What is it that we need to talk about?"
Alex, in response, cast a fleeting glance in my direction before making his way to a couch, settling down with a measured air. "Your recent behavior. Once again, you found yourself in grave danger, and I wasn't there."
My gaze dropped as I pondered his words, and I took a seat on the opposing couch. A realization dawned on me. "Do you believe they've been targeting me all along?"
Alex sighed, a subtle shake of his he
