Alex’s POV
I stood rooted to the spot where Sam fell to the floor. There was so much anger running through me. I wanted to kill something, someone, mostly her. How could her father be the man who helped try to kill me? How could I be so stupid that I didn’t see it again? How did she play me so well? She has the victim mentally down. I wonder how much she told me was true. All the things that Aaron did to her. I know a lot of that was true. I saw it with my own eyes, but this I can’t trust her with.
“Alex, what is going on?” Zane asked me, grabbing my shoulder.
“Don’t touch me,” I yelled at him as I stood there and kept staring at the spot she was laying at.
“Alex, look at me,” he yelled from behind me, but I couldn’t yet. All I could see was her laying there with tears running down her
