Alexander tugged me toward the quiet back section of the library. I tried to resist, but couldn’t as we moved past rows of shelves stacked with heavy academic tomes until we reached a shadowed corner. My back brushed against the cold spines of books as he positioned himself in front of me, blocking the way out. 

“Alexander—” I started, but my voice caught in my throat. 

He leaned in slightly, his brows furrowed and his voice low. “I know I said I gave up on you, but this is a ...