Chapter 90 Ninety

• ALEXANDER POV
• She took me back to her hotel, her eyes hooded with guilt. It was hard to tell what she was guilty of, as it always was with Isabella. Was it me? Was it the fact that she had lied about abandoning me when she had, in fact, abandoned me? Did she feel guilty about that or something else entirely? If she didn’t want me to be here, all she could say was no.
• I turned to her then, just as she was putting away my things in the wardrobe. “You don’t have to do that. I can leave.”