Alexander’s POV

I hesitate. Yet slowly, I put my arms around him. “Thank you.” The words come out of me. I slap his back, dropping my eyes from everyone looking at us as they fight to distract themselves.

“I missed you, Friend…” Lewis mutters and pats my back.

My head struggles to believe him; I want to, but every mess, jealousy, and betrayal between us flashes through my mind. I recall how he’d hugged Sophia at Candace’s villa, fully aware I was watching. Vivid memories of him ...