Alexander's POV

I reach out and take Rachel's arm gently and carefully. Like she's made of the finest porcelain. Like one wrong move could shatter her into a thousand pieces.

She's so delicate and fragile and precious.

How did I ever think about hurting her? What kind of monster was I before? The thought makes me sick.

She leans into me slightly. Her weight presses against my side. She needs me and my strength and my ...