ALICE POV
Alex and I were driving back to college in his black SUV. George Ezra's music played softly in the background, while I glared out of the window, trying to calm the storm brewing inside me. Alex was gripping the steering wheel with such force that his knuckles had turned white. This morning, while I was enjoying my sacred first espresso, he casually dropped the bombshell that I would be moving permanently into the apartment he shared with Max. The audacity left me stupefied, and an uncontrollable rage surged through me. He hadn’t even asked for my opinion. He decided as he pleased.
Clenching my teeth, I stormed out of the private dining room without sparing him a glance. But did he get the hint? No, he damn well didn’t. He just started following me, enraged because I dared to de
