~Alistair's POV~
I went upstairs to our bedroom and sat on the edge of the bed, my hands folded tightly in my lap. I sat there in the silence, waiting for his footsteps on the stairs, ready to get the answers to every question burning in my mind.
A few minutes later, the bedroom handle turned.
Alex stepped inside, followed by a staff member carrying his luggage. The moment our eyes met, the resolve I had built up wavered. I couldn't stay seated. I stood up, my legs feeling heavy as I walked toward him.
The staff member set the bags down, bowed quietly, and retreated, closing the door behind him.
The moment the door clicked shut behind him, Alex didn't hesitate. He crossed the space between us in two quick strides and pulled me into a fierce embrace.
"Babe?" he said, his voice rough, breaking on the word. He eased back just enough to look at me, his hand coming up, thumb trembling as it brushed my cheek. His eyes searched mine, full of relief and something close to fear.
