They walked together in silence.
Myka had almost immediately excused himself at Axel’s arrival. Alice, for once in her life, was left speechless.
For his part, all that Axel had said was that they should go home.
As they trudged through the snow, Alice could only hear the loud thumping of her heart and the endless panic in her mind. How much had he heard? Did he misunderstand?
Nearing their home, she tried desperately to swallow down her nerves, to push her fears far out of reach and think of a way to turn the situation around. To explain away the things he had heard without making it any worse.
Axel opened the door, stepping inside ahead of her. Alice swallowed as she followed him in. She closed the door, holding her position for a moment as she tried to steel herself to the fear and panic before she turned back to face him.
“Axel, what you heard–“
