034: Invitation

ALEXANDER

Call me stupid.

No, don't.

That was a statement to justify my next set of actions and it might really be stupid. My conversation with Alaina earlier had left a bitter taste in the back of my throat because I'd never once thought she saw me as that much of a disturbance, well until she said so.

And now, my keys circled my fingers as I walked through the corridors and stood by her door, contemplating what to do to make it better or worse. Her little interaction with Damon had set my soul on fire and it killed me inside.

First, Logan?

Now, Damon? Wouldn't they leave a beautiful woman be? I needed to change her perspective of me and there was no better way to do it. Everything she'd said was right.

Alaina's mother, before she passed away, was my mother's maid, and it was generational, seeing as her family was the lowest of the hierarchy. Alaina was able to break free, thanks to civilization and the useless man she married. If she hadn't, I would have done something about it.

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