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Chapter 79: Cheating
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2024-11-17 06:00:20I stared at the card in my hand, the vibrant logo of the hotel mocking me, a stark reminder of something that didn’t make sense. The ornate lettering, the embossed design, everything about it screamed that it was from a place I knew we’d never visited. The last time I checked, Alexa hadn’t been anywhere that required a souvenir card.
My mind raced. Why would she have this?Why would she hide it?
My pulse quickened, anger bubbling up from deep within me. Every ounce of doubt, every insecurity I’d buried for months—maybe even years—came rushing back like a flood. The thought that she might have been keeping something from me, something as big as this, cut deep. I couldn’t help myself. I stormed downstairs, the card clenched tightly in my fist, my breath ragged as I called her name.
"Alexa!" I shouted, my voice barely recognizable, raw with emotion.
She appeared
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