Alexander POV
Guilt gnawed at me all morning as I waited for Sabrina to arrive. It settled in my stomach like a weight, a constant reminder that I was keeping something from Ella.
I’d tried—tried to find the right moment, tried to work up the nerve to tell her—but every time I opened my mouth, the words died before they could form.
I wasn’t used to feeling this kind of indecision. I had to be clear headed and ready to act at all times, so now that I was doubting myself I felt lost.
I hid it the best I could. Hopefully, Ella was distracted enough that she didn’t notice I was acting strangely.
Ella was lost in thought over everything that had happened the day before. Her expression was tense, her mind clearly busy going over the news and what actions we should take next.
