Victoria
My father left so I could speak privately with Alexander about our family secret. I know what I was about to explain to him might change things between us, but I will risk it for him, us.
I smiled nervously. Moving a hair strand that bothered me, I cleared my throat, ready to explain. But I could feel Alexander’s gaze. It was scrutinizing me, waiting for an answer to his questions I knew swirled in his mind.
“Have you heard about Lombardy’s Jewelry Box?” I asked, waiting patiently for any hints.
I looked away nervously as I waited for him to say a word, but I frowned. Why wasn’t he asking anything?
Looking up, I find him staring at me. Piercing blue eyes looked through me, making me feel naked, bared before him.
“As you know, the jewelry Box is an old relic that has been pas
