CHAPTER 65
MARA’S POV
I didn't stop walking, didn't turn back. I didn't even know where I was going to but I knew one thing–it was better than that room. Anywhere was better than being locked between Sandra's smirk and Victoria's cutting gaze.
I walked past the kitchen, past a room, past… I lost count. I just kept on going until I arrived at a long corridor. My steps were hushed against the kush carpet and the air around me felt colder than the dining room.
She had slipped her hand in his, grabbing it like she owned him. Victoria had nodded at her move approvingly like she had finally fixed her son. And Alex… he didn't pull back, at least not immediately. But that tiny fraction of a pause… I knew it was from shock and not confirmation, but it was enough to break me and pull down the
