~Alistair's POV~
As the car pulled up in front of the house, Alex rushed outside.
He walked straight to my side, his eyes searching my face.
"What happened?" he asked quickly. "Are you okay?"
"I'm fine, Alex," I said, but he wasn't really listening.
He didn't even spare his mother a glance as he took my hand and led me straight into the house.
He didn't slow down until we reached our bedroom, only stopping when the door was closed behind us, shutting the rest of the world out.
The second the door clicked shut, the questions came one after another.
"What did she say to you? Did she threaten you? Did she say something bad? Did she try to make you promise to leave?" Alex didn't even give me a second to breathe. He kept firing questions, one after another, his hands gripping my shoulders as if he were checking me for invisible wounds. "Did she tell you I'm better off without you? Did she—"
