Alexander POV
Arguing with Ella was the last thing I wanted. Yet, as she stormed out of the apartment, frustration burned through me—sharper, more intense than anything I had felt in a long time.
Part of me had foolishly believed things would get easier once we discovered we were fated. That knowing the truth would bring us closer. But, of course, it only complicated everything.
I should have been relieved that Ella hadn’t heard my ridiculous confession as we were leaving after her fight with David. The words had slipped out before I could stop them. Now, part of me wished that she had heard.
Maybe if she had, she wouldn’t be questioning my motives so much. If she only knew how I felt about her– that I love her– my protectiveness would make sense.
The words came so easil
