A Warrior's Second Chance (Faye and Alexander) novel Chapter 381

And for a moment, I just sat there, breathing unevenly, the weight of everything I had just said settling around me.

He still hadn’t spoken.

I didn’t know what I expected.

Agreement?

Understanding?

Something softer?

I didn’t get any of it.

I suddenly felt tired of standing there, explaining myself like I was trying to convince him of something I wasn’t even fully sure of myself.

I looked away first.

My grip on the towel tightened slightly before I shifted, pushing myself off the bed.

The floor felt cold under my feet, but I barely noticed.

I just needed-

Space.

Something that didn’t feel like this.

I took a step forward.

Then another.

Behind me, I heard him shift slightly.

And then-

“Where are you going?”

I paused without looking at him. “I need air.”

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“No,” Alexander said.

I looked at him.

“No?” I repeated.

“You’re not walking away from this conversation… this is serious, Faye.”

I felt irritated immediately.

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I let out a short breath. “I’m not avoiding the conversation. I’m avoiding you. I can’t stand you right now.”

His jaw tightened.

“Really?”

I ignored him and tried to move on.

He stepped in front of me. “Faye, listen to me.”

I could hear my heart beating really fast now. “Move, Alexander.”

“We’re not done talking,” he said.

The room felt smaller.

“I said move.”

He caught my arm lightly, still trying to talk.

But the moment his hand closed around me, something flared–so fast.

My head tilted slightly, my gaze dropping to his hand like I didn’t recognize it there. His touch.

felt so wrong.

I looked back at him.

“Do you think I’m a child?” I asked.

His expression didn’t change.

“Right now? You’re acting like one.”

The words didn’t sit right with me.

Something surged through me–heat, pressure, something I couldn’t name–and it didn’t stop.

I couldn’t stop it. But I could walk away.

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I yanked my arm free harder than I needed to and turned away before it could turn into something worse.

I walked into the closet.

My hands moved without thinking, dragging clothes on. I couldn’t focus. Everything felt… loud. Inside my head, under my skin.

I needed out.

I stepped back into the room.

Alexander was still there.

Of course he was. I didn’t say a word to him. I didn’t even look at him.

I moved for the door.

“Faye-”

I didn’t answer.

I didn’t even slow down.

Then his hand caught my wrist again.

And this time-

I snapped completely.

There was no pause.

No thought.

My hand came up-

And the sound cracked through the room.

Sharp.

For a second, even I stilled.

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