Chapter 20 Wild Honeymoon

• The clinking of wine glasses and the soft hum of conversation behind instantly quieted as I stared at the darkness of the trees. Just a few moments ago, my mind was somewhere else. Or rather, with someone else.
• Alexander.
• I could have sworn I saw him standing by one of the trees—his piercing gaze cutting through me while I stood by the balcony. Had I imagined him? Was it just my mind playing cruel tricks on me?