"We need to talk, Lexi," Aziz called and Lexi stopped, pivoting to look at him.

"We don't have anything to talk about, Aziz," she started going up the stairs again but something held her wrist.

She opened her mouth to protest but she was back on the couch she stood up from, with Aziz towering over her.

"We have to talk, Lexi, I have a lot to say to you and I need you to listen."

"What do you want to say, Aziz? Tell me what you have to say, is it how you have a child with that woman and never told me about it, or how she was...