“Abigail… I know I have no right to be here or stand in front of you, but here I am,” Alexander said, his voice steady yet heavy with emotion.

Every word he spoke seemed to thrum in the silence of the room, tension thickening the air like a storm about to break.

All eyes were on him, and I felt their weight as if they were all waiting for my reaction.

“Scott told us everything concerning the Campbells and this enemy, Dominic. Please, let me help you,” he continued, his expression earnest.

“What makes you believe that I should accept this offer?” I shot back, anger flaring within me.

“It...