Alexander’s P.O.V.

It’s been two weeks since Dad visited. During the first week, I didn’t leave her side for a single moment. I just want to protect her and not let anybody hurt her pure soul. After one week, she finally convinced me to go to the office, promising to protect herself.

I’m seated in my office chair, thinking about my Alice. I call her every hour to reassure myself that she’s okay. Ever since Dad’s visit, I can’t breathe in peace. The constant worry about her safety is eating me up inside. Questions like “Is she okay?” and “Does she need me?” keep haunting my thoughts.

It’s been an...