CHAPTER 77
MARA'S POV
‘Poor thing'.
The tag echoed in my head as I slowly made my way to the door. Bernard followed closely beside me the entire time, his arm stretched out before him, waiting to catch me if I fell. Seeing him do this only seemed to confirm the way everyone saw me.
Weak.
I swallowed, my hands balled into a tight fist as we reached the elevator. Bernard walked before me, tapping the button before returning to his place behind me.
As we were waiting, I looked over my shoulder and asked, “have you seen Alex?"
He didn't answer immediately–just grunted as he kept his gaze fixated on the door before. "He's busy,” he finally said.
Busy.
That was all he could say.
I knew there was more to it–something that was prompting him to keep his distance from me. I wanted
