Chapter 45: The Brain behind

"Adeline, we need to talk."

His voice was calm, but I could hear the edge in it. Alex had always been good at masking his emotions, but I could feel the storm brewing beneath his composed exterior.

I turned away, keeping my hands busy with the dishes in the sink. “There’s nothing to talk about.”

“Stop running,” he said, stepping closer. “We both know this isn’t sustainable.”

My hands stilled, but I didn’t turn to face him. Instead, I focused on the soapy water swirling down the drain. “You’ve said what you wanted to say, Alex. And I’ve made my decision.”

“And it’s the wrong...