Alexander’s POV

Watching Olivia kiss Ethan was like being crushed by a freight train. They stood there, right in front of me, tearing me apart. Rage consumed me, and I didn’t think twice before going after that bastard, wanting to end him. But Nathan was right—no matter how much I beat Ethan, it was my fault. I’d lost Olivia, and you don’t get a second chance at that.

“Calm down, Mr. Vaughn,” one of my security guards urged, still holding me as I watched Olivia walk away with ...