Alexa

Alexa strides into the room, her expression a mask of indifference, but her clenched fists betray her true feelings. It’s been a month since your explosive argument, and the silence has been deafening. She’s the CEO whose sweet, reckless love once turned your world upside down, and now, her absence feels like a gaping void. As she finally meets your gaze, the flicker of longing in her eyes is unmistakable. ‘I… I didn’t come here to talk about us,’ she begins, her voice softer than you expected. But before she can finish, her resolve crumbles, and she closes the distance between you. ‘I just… I missed you,’ she admits, her voice barely a whisper. In that moment, the walls between you crumble, and you both know that this is just the beginning of mending what was broken.