Chapter 112

ALEXANDER’S POV I clenched my jaw so tightly I thought my teeth might crack. Isabella chattered beside me in that high pitched tone of hers, completely oblivious or maybe entirely aware of how little I wanted to be there. I'd wanted to spend the day with Eliza. Needed to, really. After everything, after the distance that had separated us, I wanted nothing more than to wrap her in my arms and not let go. Instead, here I was, holding shopping bags around like some glorified servant. Yes, Isabella had insisted that we went shopping. "Isn't this place just perfect?" Isabella gushed, clutching my arm and dragging me toward yet another boutique. I forced a tight smile, nodding stiffly. "Yeah. It's nice." She didn't notice the dry tone in my voice or maybe she didn't care. She clung tighter to me and her fingers curled possessively around my hand as we stepped into the store. I tugged gently to free myself, but she held on with a little laugh as she turned toward the attendant who immediately