Chapter 67

Chapter 67

Alex’s POV

It was past mid night and I was still unable to fall asleep, every sound was too loud and the bed felt too lumpy, everything was just so uncomfortable, I got tired and got out of bed, perhaps a drink will help me sleep.

I walked over to the fridge and pulled out a can beer, it was chilled and when I opened it and took it a sip, it glided down my throat easily, I grabbed a stool and sat in the kitchen placing the cold can of beer on the kitchen island.

My eyes darted to the stairs, I had not been on them since that night, tonight I knew the exact reason I was having difficulty getting any sleep, I had stumbled upon one of Zara’s T-shirt earlier and since then, my mood had not exactly been excellent.

Sam had called earlier to ask if I wanted to get a drink but I had declined, I had not being in the mood for conversation so I had stayed in.

I glanced over at the stairs again, Zara must hate me, I was trying to help the man who killed her and even worse, Maria a