Alex's penthouse was cold and dark when she stepped in.

She moved through the living room, dragged herself up the stairs, and pushed open his bedroom door. The moment she turned on the light, Alex sat up fast, one hand going to the nightstand before he registered what he was looking at.

Lena let the door close behind her. She stood at the foot of his bed in the trench coat, hair wrecked, eyes red, legs still unsteady.

"Alex..." Her knees gave out. She hit the floor and let out an ugly, ...