“Uncle Xavier!” I rushed over to him in a scream with a glass of Chardonnay in my hand the second he entered the manor library where Alex and I were waiting that afternoon.
He took me in a hug like he would never let me go. I was the one that had to break contact first. I was both upset and glad that he was here. It was always nice to have him around. But his consistent dwelling on my stalker and safety was never pleasing. It was like a double-edged sword having him at the manor now, especially after the break in.
“Alex called me last night and I was on the first flight here as soon as I could get away from the office. I wish it had been earlier but there were too many meetings. Are you alright Bethany?” Xavier asked and my body shuddered.
I remembered the last time I was called Betha
