#Chapter 159: Like A Sister

Ella POV I sat at the kitchen island beside Alexander, absentmindedly poking at the food he’d placed before me. It smelled and looked delicious, but my appetite was nowhere to be found—a ridiculous reaction, really. Alexander allowed me to stew in silence for a while before finally breaking the tension. “What’s bothering you?” he asked, his tone calm but direct. “And don’t tell me it’s nothing. I’m not so dense that I can’t tell when you’re pissed off.” His bluntness caught me off guard, and I stared at him for a moment, struggling to gather my thoughts. He was right—I couldn’t just sulk all day without explaining myself. “Like I said earlier, I ran into Fiona at the gym,” I began with a slight shrug. “And for some reason, that pissed you off?” he asked, his brow furrowing in genuine confusion. “No, not exactly,” I replied quickly. “I’m not angry that I ran into her. It’s just…” I hesitated, searching for the right words. “The two of you are ve