“I have to admit, I’m concerned,” my mother said, her voice sharp with worry.
"You really don't have anything to worry about," I replied, trying to keep my tone steady.
"Don't take this the wrong way, sweetheart," she pressed, "but I’m afraid you haven’t shown the best judgment recently. Are you certain that Alexander isn’t just manipulating you into believing his lies?"
“Yes,” I confirmed it again calmly, but I could feel impatience rising inside of me.
I could tell they were worried about me trusting Alexander blindly, just as I trusted David.
Everything was different this time, but they couldn’t know that. I had experienced so much in my last life. And what was between Alexander and me was a solid contract, but not...love. There was no way for me to explain all of th
