ALEXANDER
I left the room quietly, closing the door behind me.
The moment I stepped into the hallway, the concern I had been pushing aside returned.
Something was wrong, and it was obvious.
I knew Faye.
I knew when she was tired, when she was annoyed, when she was pretending not to care about something, and when something was genuinely bothering her.
What she had told me downstairs didn't make sense.
A headache.
That was all she had given me. It was even worse when she mentioned that it might be because of the water.
But I wasn't stupid enough to believe that. And in her condition, it would be terrible to argue with her.
I had seen her before we all decided to come back into the house.
She had been happy.
She had been laughing with everyone, enjoying herself, teasing me, and ac
