FAYE
I stepped into the bedroom from outside, the evening air still clinging to my skin, carrying the faint scent of the garden. The door clicked softly behind me, and I froze for a moment, expecting quiet. But instead, my eyes caught Alexander.
He was sitting on the edge of the bed, one leg tucked under the other, completely absorbed in his phone. A slight smile curved his lips, and the subtle tilt of his head suggested he was on a video call. I could see the earpiece glinting against his ear, and though I couldn’t hear the other side, it was obvious from the little laughs and nods that the conversation was entertaining.
I paused, taking it in. Alexander wasn’t the type to chatter casually. He was usually measured, reserved, calculating even with people he liked. And here he was, relax
