ALEXANDER
Helen didn’t react immediately to what I said.
She just watched me.
Like she was weighing every word I had just laid out in front of her.
Then, slowly, she set her cup down.
“If you truly believe your mate is losing her mind,” she said, her tone almost too casual, “why come to me?”
My jaw tightened slightly.
She tilted her head, studying me. “I would think Dr. Adams is far more experienced in that particular department.”
There it was.
Deflection.
Or maybe a test.
I exhaled slowly, leaning back just a fraction.
“You already know why I’m here,” I said.
Her brow lifted faintly.
“Do I?” she asked.
I held her gaze.
“This isn’t ordinary,” I said, my voice firmer now. “And you know it.”
Silence followed.
Helen didn’t argue.
Didn’t challenge it.
She just… went quiet.
