Chapter 85 Please, Don’t Hit Me

Alexander’s P.O.V.

After two weeks,

I was there for Alice, standing by her side as she confronted her fears and worked through painful memories. I held her hand during difficult moments, reminding her that she wasn't alone and that I was there to protect and support her.

We attended therapy sessions together, which helped her to cope with her trauma.

She healed and became stronger, leaving those horrific memories behind. Our love became a powerful force that helped her overcome the darkness of her past.

As we continued to build our life together, her fear gradually faded, replaced by hope and happiness. We shared laughter, joy, and love, creating fresh memories that overshadow the horrific flashes of the past, and each day, our bond strengthened.

In the morning, as I wake up, I find Alice standing beside the bed with a huge smile on her face.

“Morning, Alexander.” She wishes to me, her eyes shimmering with excitement and joy.

“Good morning! You seem so joyful today. What’s the matter?