Alexander’s Pov

As I watched the door to my study, I pinched the bridge of my nose. I don’t think I’ve ever been so worked up like this in my life. I had been waiting for half an hour now but she still wasn’t here. Will she come, or not?

What if she thinks I’m the last person the bouquet of flowers would come from?

Lately, Rowena hasn’t been herself. She’s either lost in thought or speaking to herself the next minute. I have the hunch it had to do with Sébastien but I ...