Chapter Fifty three

Maya stood in the bedroom, staring out the window with unseeing eyes.Nothing Alex did at this point should hurt her, but he still had that powerover her, much to her dismay.“Maya.”She swung around to see Alex standing in the doorway. He looked tired, his features drawn and his eyes worried. There was something else in hisexpression. Sadness and...fear?He started forward, a little hesitantly. “We need to talk.”

She tensed then braced herself for what she knew would come. His repudiation of her. She turned her face away but nodded. Yes, they needed to talk and get it done with.His fingers curled around her chin, and he gently turned her to face him.

“Don’t look like that, agape mou. I do not like to see you so sad.”“Please,” she begged. “Just say what it is you want to say. Don’t draw it out.”He lowered his hand to capture her wrist. His thumb brushed across her pulse,which jumped and sped up at his touch.

“Come, sit down.”She let him lead her over to the bed. He eased down beside her