All for a fake date with my husband. Goddess, I really was pathetic. Somehow, this felt worse than when I had genuinely tried to be perfect to garner his affection.
A little while later, I found Alexander outside the post office in town, deep in conversation with Gabriel. When Alexander spotted me approaching, he did a double take.
I rarely dressed up like this unless it was for a formal pack event. And I certainly never went anywhere dressed like this specifically to see him, of all people.
“Ella,” he said, straightening a little as I approached. “What are you doing here?”
I held out the movie tickets, hating the way my hand trembled slightly. “I thought we could go see a movie together.”
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Alexander
I stared at the movie tickets in Ella’s outstretched hand. A hor
