Chapter 142 The True Queen Of The Chess Board.

Words alone could not describe how lightweight Alexandra felt as she stepped out of Octavia’s room. It felt good to have hit the witch and more than that, it felt good telling the obvious truth to her face.

The blonde sighed and straightened her posture as she continued roaming the hospital grounds on her crutches, trying to get whatever fresh air she could before returning to the room. When she stepped into the comfort of her room, Darius was already seated back in his original spot, phone in hand and a pen in his other. He somewhat seemed focused on a drawing he had sketched down in the little time she had been gone and only realized she had entered the room after the blonde plopped down on her bed.

“You back?” He called out while gently placing the pen down and his phone away. He folded up the paper he had been drawing on and fixed his gaze on Alexandra.

She nodded her head to his question and exhaled. “I really needed that walk.” She mused and afterwards, turned her gaze on him wi