S E V E N T Y - T H R E E

ARABELLA.

We finally arrived in Florida and I don’t think I’ve ever felt this needy. It’s as though I wouldn’t be able to breathe if I didn’t see Alexander the next second. We barely stayed five minutes at the hotel before I bugged Sinclair to bring me here, and I was willing to come myself, despite knowing nowhere around. I had Sinclair wait down at the receptionist floor because I wanted to come alone. I hardly saw anyone around as I make my way down here after several tries and remembering a little of Clair’s guide, and here I am.

I’m standing by the door, my brows furrowed as I watch Alexander and the woman who stand before him. The first thing I planned to do when I see him was jump into his arms, hoping he’s just as surprised and happy to see me. I’ve tried so hard to not tell him so many times during our texts over the days, but now my heart is in my throat as I stand before him. His eyes are on me, but my eyes are on the woman. She looks gorgeous and well older than me in her