Alexi drops his chin and stares at the floor for a long moment, his hand still on the button holding the doors, and I hold my breath, willing him to let it and me go. I’m a trembling shell of weakness and barely keeping myself up in my shoes. I need space to be alone, and I am so afraid of what he’s still capable of doing to me when I cannot defend myself anymore. My whole life has been unravelling since the day I met him, and I would be better off more than a hundred miles away from ...