FAYE
I barely remember how I got out of his office.
One moment I was standing there, my hands pressed against the desk, my voice raised in a way that didn’t feel like mine—and the next, I was walking fast. The hallway blurred past me, my steps sharp against the floor, my breathing uneven.
I didn’t stop.
I couldn’t.
Because if I stopped, I would have to think about what just happened.
And I didn’t want to.
I didn’t want to think about the look on Alexander’s face.
The surprise.
The confusion.
The way he had just… stared at me.
My jaw tightened, my hands clenching briefly at my sides as I pushed the door to our chambers open and stepped inside.
The door shut behind me with a dull thud.
Silence. Finally.
But it didn’t help.
It didn’t fix anything.
Because the moment I was alon
