Alexander's POV:

"Okay.” I said, nodding. "Just... take care of yourself and call me if anything comes up.”

She nodded again, her expression softening for a split. "I will." Then, without another word, she turned and grabbed her suitcase, stepped out of the room, and I followed behind.

We emerged into the living room, where the TV was still murmuring some early morning show in the background. Samuel was lounging in an armchair, scrolling through his phone, while Cynthia stood near the ...