Roxana hadn't meant to sound so afraid but she was. Maybe even more than she thought she would. She knew her scars affected her but she didn't think she was this deeply affected. The way she had panicked and pushed him away was not the reaction she thought she would have if a time ever came when he would see her scars. Perhaps it was due to the fact that she felt so desired at that moment that she became afraid to see an expression of disgust soon after. Even if she didn't believe Alexander was such a man, her scars were no tiny ones.
Alexander remained standing with his back to her. She wondered what went through his mind. She pushed herself down from the table and her legs felt funny as she walked over to him.
