[Evelyn’s POV]
“Now, I want you to remember this, alright? Anything that I say and do—none of it is true,” Alexander said to me.
He’d taken my hands into his and held me close. I felt the inexplicable heat course through my body as he brushed the pads of his thumbs over my blush-stained cheeks.
“All of it is to ensure that Michael believes you and I are still at odds with each other.”
“I know that, Alexander. Please, stop worrying,” I had told him.
The man was way beyond worried. I truly believed that Alexander was mortally petrified of potentially hurting me again. And to think, I was the one trying to ease his frantic mind.
I had absolutely no idea what he was planning on saying to me once Michael was due to make his appearance. After Oliver, Alexander and I had hatched together
