Alex's POV
What the hell was he doing? I said to myself in disbelief at just how far he could go in desperation.
Was it a must to speak to him? His actions so far left nothing to be impressed by.
I found it incredibly stupid and childish whatever he was doing. Standing before me, with his body stretched over the door like I was a child.
I couldn’t understand why Richard had refused to let me out of the house. He knew I had to be at work early, I needed to prepare for the forthcoming competition.
I looked at my watch to see that the time was already ahead of me. I was running late. The defiant look on his face only seemed to enrage me more than I was already. He wasn't budging nor seeking to be understood. But I did not expect him to for all that mattered.
How dare he act like I
