Chapter 6

Once Viola was dealt with, Alden finally remembered me.

He started chasing me obsessively—calls, messages, waiting for me outside my parents’ hospital.

That day, I’d just finished accompanying my mother to a checkup. The moment I stepped outside, I saw Alden standing in the rain.

No umbrella. Soaked through.

Hair that was always immaculately styled now clung to his forehead in a mess. His eyes were bloodshot. He looked utterly wretched.

Seeing me emerge, his eyes lit up. He staggered forward, arms reaching for me.

I stepped back. Stared at him coldly.