Chapter 116

I push myself out of bed with a heavy sigh. The weight of heartache still lingers as a grey cloud over me, and I walk out into the lounge with slow steps. I feel wretched today. Doom and gloom are hovering, and I cannot bear to think of that little furball. The ache in my chest from knowing he’s not out there anymore is heavy and exhausting.

I jump, startled, and insides leap to my mouth when I walk into the view of Alexi on the couch in his workout hoody. The one with the sleeves cut away, so it’s all tanned and tattooed arms and shoulders on show and sweatpants as he works on his laptop. He has his feet crossed on the coffee table, face down as he reads his screen, and I blink at him twice. Normally he is a rise early and fucks off kind of guy, and yet he’s still here at a time he usually never is.

“Hey, you. You hungry?” he asks, spotting me. As if this is the most normal thing in the world for us, and I frown at him, not sure if I am still dreaming. There’s a weird a