Chapter Seventy Five

I can practically hear the wheels churning in my own head as I desperately think of the most convincing lie to give. But it's taking too long, and Alex is beginning to get suspicious. There's definitely nothing I can say now that's going to sound good enough. So I stand you straighter and swallow nervously before taking a step further into the room.

"It's nothing I can't handle".

"This is it? What you said you could handle.....". He glances around at the knife, cameras and locks in disbelief. ".....if it's serious enough for all these....Nicole, don't you think you should talk to me?". My heart thumps in guilt and I avoid his eyes as I reach for the knife on the floor and put it back where it belongs in it's compartment.

"Alex, let's go talk then". I say quietly, finally looking up at him. He stares at me in disbelief at first and then all of a suddenly, reaches over and pulls me into a tight hug. How is it that he's so able to unravel me and my emotions without even doing anything