“So, you’re just going to ignore my questions?” I asked, irritation lacing my voice, but also a deep concern. It was so unlike Alexander to act this way.
He was supposed to be confident, sure of himself. And yet, he seemed to be second-guessing everything, especially when it came to me.
I felt the unease settle deeper in my stomach. Why was he acting this way? And why was he involving me in something that clearly made him uncomfortable? He had always been the one to keep things under control.
“I’m not ignoring you,” he said softly, his voice almost apologetic. “It’s just safer for us to talk about this inside.”
“Talk about what?” I asked, feeling a sick twist in my stomach. There was something incredibly important happening here, something that Alexander wasn’t telling me.
