ELLA.
I turned toward the direction of the voice, and my entire body froze.
The moment my eyes landed on him, my breath caught in my throat.
Alex.
He was standing right in front of me.
For a second, I couldn't even process what I was seeing. My mind went blank as a dozen questions raced through my head at once.
What was he doing here?
And why did he look so furious?
Instinctively, my hand moved to my stomach, shielding it protectively as a wave of unease washed over me.
"What are you doing here, Alex?" I asked impatiently, struggling to keep my voice steady.
But Alex didn't even spare me a glance.
It was as if I wasn't there.
His eyes were locked on Michael, burning with a rage so intense that it made my stomach twist.
Without saying a word, he strode past me, his movements were sharp and purposeful.
Before Michael could react, Alex grabbed the front of his shirt and yanked him forward violently.
Michael's eyes widened in shock.
"Alex!" I gasped.
