Chapter - 22

[Warning: Mention of blood and torture]

Alexander pov

I'm driving Alisha to her house. My butterfly has fallen asleep a little while ago. After we sat in the car, she didn't say anything, not even a single word, and that was making me worried. And after a few moments, she fell asleep. This incident has shaken her.

The image from earlier keeps playing in my mind, fueling my anger. I clutched the steering wheel tightly, making my knuckles white. The muscles in my jaw jumped, and my pulse was thumping with rage. The urge to kill keeps increasing with each passing second.

I was waiting for her outside, but I frowned when I saw only Jenny coming out. She said Alisha went back to the classroom to get her phone, and she would come out soon.