#Chapter241
I’m intent on lying down in a dark space and unravelling all this mess in my head. I have so much to let loose and think over.
Alexi, Rick, the diaries, everything that happened tonight and where do I go from here. What do I want? I’m just so emotionally empty.
/"London?/" Alexi’s voice stops me, and I glance back over my shoulder at him.
/"What?/" I look at him through narrowed eyes as I catch the odd soft expression as he watches me walk away. Still standing where I left him, only now the box is in his two hands, held tightly in front of him.
/"You’re not nothing … you’re everything. My everything./" His eyes on mine, voice gentle and sexily low with that half smile I see him with sometimes; a genuine moment of real Alexi.
