Chapter 325

“Water. I'm thirsty." She replied.

Alex gave a small nod, an acknowledgment that was both curt and yet oddly reassuring.

“The kitchen is over there. You should rest soon,” He said, his voice even, with no trace of the previous intensity.

Rose blinked, slightly caught off guard by the simple, almost mundane comment. “Right,” she replied softly. She continued down the stairs, her steps cautious, as if not wanting to disturb the fragile peace between them.

As she reached the bottom of the staircase, Alex had already returned to his phone call. His attention had shifted away from her, and she felt herself breathe easier now that the moment had passed. Yet the weight of his presence still lingered in the back of her mind, like a faint echo that wouldn’t quite fade.

Rose moved toward the kitchen, where a tall, glass pitcher of water sat on the counter. Pouring herself a glass, she leaned against the marble countertop, her thoughts swirling. Why had she felt such tension just from one glanc