Melia’s Point of View
“Alex…”
I try again, softer this time.
He doesn’t answer me. He doesn’t even blink. He just closes the door behind him, sets his keys down, and keeps his eyes on me like he is trying to figure out whether I am real or not.
I take a step towards him.
“You're home...”
I say, not knowing what else to say.
He nods his head, without a word and I swallow hard.
"Can we talk? Please?"
“Did you eat today?”
He asks, his voice flat and cold as he ignores my question. Nothing like him.
“I... what?"
I shake my head, frowning at him.
"That’s… that’s not important right now.”
“It is a yes or no question, Melia.”
“No... I couldn't...”
I whisper.
He nods his head once, like that tells him everything he needs to know.
I swallow hard, shifting closer to him.
“Alex, c
