Chapter 42

Alexander's POV

I followed behind Fay, something I had gotten used to doing lately, as we made our way to her room. She was tense, her body language rigid as she walked ahead of me. When we reached her room, she didn't even spare me a glance before storming off into the bathroom and slamming the door behind her. I understood why she was mad because what Victor had said to her was out of line, but he also made a point that she shouldn't have rushed off to help that man like she did. A smile played on my lips as I thought back to how amazing she was today helping that man. It reminded me so much of something Olivia would have done.

I stood there for a moment, unsure of what to do next. Eventually, curiosity got the better of me, and I decided to take in my surroundings. Fay's room was cosy and inviting, with soft colours and warm lighting. It was strange how much she reminded me of Olivia. Even the scent in her room reminded me of her.

I wandered over to her bed and sat down, running a