Alexander

I’m breathing hard and fast and loud. The sound echoes off the wall of the conference room, reminding me that I’m alone—with my frayed nerves and wild thoughts. 

I should be relieved. I won. But all I feel is rage. I feel like I’ve lost something.

Evangeline’s words still echo in my head.

‘You’re human, to an extent a good human.’

‘But this mess would’ve never happened if your fiancé didn’t orchestrate it.’

‘So if you’re looking for who to blame, ...