Alexa’s pov

Xander’s grip on my hand very tight as he pulls me along the street, I didn’t try to get away.

He’s been keeping a straight face since we left the phone shop.. like he’s angry at something.

I wonder if he knew Brett from somewhere… Cause I saw hatred in his eyes when he was glaring at Brett.

Could it be they were once friends? Friends turned enemies?

“Er… Xander.. c-can you slow down?”

“No!” His deep doubled voice answers… I think something is wrong with his throat!

“Xander, can we stop and rest for a few minutes? I really can’t keep up with your pace!”

He’s walking...