Chapter 103

"Don't drink that wine… Alexander, please, don’t…" Summer Knight’s voice broke with each word, tears running endlessly, soaking the pillow. She was crying so hard she could barely catch her breath. With his brows tightly knit, Alexander Barron looked utterly confused. That scene… it belonged to the past life—they hadn't even spoken of it. Yet she knew. Could it be… that his Summer was... "Alexander!" Summer suddenly jolted awake, panting, her eyes unfocused, her delicate, pale face filled with raw panic. Alexander’s frown deepened. He instantly pulled her into his arms, tone low and reassuring. "Shhh, it’s okay now, Summer. Just a nightmare. I’m here, I’m always here." Her gaze slowly sharpened as she locked onto Alexander’s face. Then, as if finally recognizing him, she clutched the collar of his shirt with trembling fingers. "Alexander?" "Yeah, it’s me." He gave a small nod. That simple reply was like flipping a switch. Her fragile emotional wall crumbled in an instant. Her shoulders