Chapter 95

Alexi kept a photo of me with his personal stuff in a home he likes to keep people away from.

I don’t know when he printed this, but the fact he has it says a lot. That lump that forms in my heart and chest makes itself known, and I feel even more inclined to cry for different reasons.

I run my fingers over my overly sexual pose and an almost smug expression, knowing I meant it to get at him and wish I could replace it with something more genuine. Maybe one of us. A picture intended to get on his nerves, although judging by the fact it’s here, I don’t think it had the desired effect.

I quickly move past it, fixating on other things on the shelf and push it out of my mind before I have the urge to cry again. Focusing on the pictures in frames but avoid any of him because I’m not ready to stare at his gorgeous face and break all over again.

There are pictures of Gino, Mico, Jackson, the guy I saw Sophie Huntsberger with, so I guess that’s Arrick. And one with h