I nod, unable to repeat it or tear my eyes from those endlessly pale doors to another dimension. The guardians of my soul. Alexi’s face completely changes, and I see what a happy Alexi looks like when he isn’t guarding himself for the first time. He smiles, full-on Hollywood, dimples and all, and those eyes sparkle with it, changing his whole demeanour and expression to an infectious high.

He looks devastating like this, and I know it’s not even close to Mafia King. This is my ...