Chapter 22 A Wicked Sense Of Ownership

• ALEXA
• He didn't say a word as he carried me through the hallway and up the staircase. He'd sounded very sure that I was hiding something from him.
• Wait, what if he had been watching me all along? What if last night, he really hadn't been knocked out? What if he knew of my conversation with Sofia? And the note...holy shit, he could've known about it. Chills ran down my spine, my heart starting to beat faster.