Nova’s POV I sat at my desk, trying to focus on work. The door swung open, and Bryan walked in, unannounced. "Bryan, what do you want?" I asked, irritation creeping into my voice. I couldn’t believe that Bryan was Alexandra’s Nephew. It Seeing Bryan has not reminded me of the past I have been trying to move into, but rather the memories of what we once shared came rushing down to me like a wave of nostalgia. And now with Bryan here, I don't exactly know how I feel about it. "Nova, we need to talk," he said, his eyes locked on mine. "We have nothing to talk about, Bryan. Please leave," I said firmly, even though my emotions were beginning to get the better of me. But Bryan didn't budge. "I know about you and Uncle Alexandra," he said, his tone accusatory. My eyes narrowed. "What about us?" "It's impossible," Bryan said, shaking his head. "You can't be married to him. It's not possible." My anger flared. "And why should you care?" I spat. "You rejected me, Bryan. You made
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