Axel's pov

I sat across from Felix in the dimly lit hotel bar. I hadn’t even touched my drink. My hands were shoved deep into my pockets to hide the fact that they were still shaking from the encounter on the sidewalk.

Felix leaned back, swirling his glass, his eyes fixed on me with a mixture of pity and "I told you so."

"I told you, Axel," he said, his voice flat. "I told you but you wouldn't listen. I told you that Dami no longer loved you. After everything you put her through ...