Ella POV
“You did the right thing by calling me,” Alexander said, his voice steady, reassuring. “I’ll look into the number. We’ve already got heavy security for the wedding, so I don’t think there’s anything to worry about. This doesn’t really qualify as a threat—more of a warning.”
“It’s just... it bothers me that I don’t know who sent it,” I admitted with a sigh, pulling the blanket tighter around me.
I was sitting cross-legged in bed, already in my pajamas. The lateness of the hour didn’t bother me; what lingered was the unsettling mystery of the message.
Alexander had been busy all day, tied up in meetings. I knew it had taken a lot for him to carve out the time to call me back, so I wasn’t surprised that it was already close to midnight.
“Your father is looking in
