When love turns to ashes
he said standing up
Xander’s car screeched to a halt outside the tall, imposing gates of his father’s mansion. The security lights illuminated the driveway, casting long shadows over the gravel path. His chest rose and fell heavily, his knuckles white around the steering wheel. He had been drinking, but his mind was still painfully clear on one thing he needed answers from Lionel.
He stepped out of the car, slamming the door so hard it echoed across the quiet night. The sharp chill in the air bit at his skin, but the cold inside his chest was worse. He marched towards the gates, his heart pounding with a mix of fury and desperation.