Ella POV
“We could ask Sabrina.”
"I can't," Alexander said, his voice barely audible.
"Okay," I replied easily.
He was silent for a long moment before loosening his grip just enough to look at my face. "Okay?"
"Of course," I said. "I'm not going to pressure you to do something that's painful for you. We'll find another way."
Alexander stared at me like I’d grown a second head. The heavy bags under his eyes somehow made him look younger. Or maybe it was the lost expression on his face.
I turned in his arms and kissed him lightly. "We're both tired," I murmured. "We can talk after we’ve gotten some sleep. Nothing good will come of trying to solve things when we aren’t in our right minds."
"I don’t deserve you," Alexander said breathlessly. For a second, I though
