Chapter 37

• Author's P.O.V
• Alexander walked into his room and shut the door behind him before loosening his tie and sitting on the bed. He took a wine glass from the nightstand and poured a drink for himself. As he brought the glass to his lips to take a sip, his eyes stared into a distance and his mind wandered off elsewhere. Wandering around. Going back to that place was a mistake, unintentionally or not. Never had he let his past take over him. He loathed it. He gripped the glass firmly. His jaw moved back and forth as he was boiling with anger. With one swift movement, he pulled his hand up in the air and threw the glass on the floor with all his strength. His eyes were locked on the shiny marble floor for a couple of minutes. The glass lay shattered on the floor, but his eyes did not move from their stable position. His breathing was not steady as he was filled with rage.
• He stood up and walked towards his walk-in closet; he pushed the pile of his clothes aside, looking for something in the space. His eyes roamed around in there for a while until he spotted the wooden box. He looked at it for a few seconds before picking it up and placing it on a table. He opened the lid of the box, revealing a silver chain with a locket. His eyes peered at the chain as the memories came rushing towards him.