Chapter One hundred and Fifty three

Xander’s Pov

As Allegra's tears flow, I hold her close, my heart aching at the depth of her grief. “I'm here, Allegra. I've got you,” I whisper softly, my voice filled with as much reassurance as I can muster in the face of such profound loss.

She clings to me, her sobs echoing in the quiet of our room, each one a painful reminder of the friend we've lost. “He was supposed to be one of us, Xander,” she murmurs between choked breaths, her words heavy with sorrow. “How could he just be gone? We just hung out yesterday ?”

I stroke her hair gently, offering what little comfort I can in the face of such anguish. “I don't know, Allegra. I don't know,” I reply softly, my heart heavy with the weight of betrayal. “But we'll get through this together. I promise.”

As the minutes stretch into hours, we sit in silence, lost in our thoughts and memories of Miles. The weight of his absence hangs heavy in the air, a constant reminder of the fragility of life and the depths of betrayal that lurk with