Chapter 35

Alex's POV -

"What are you doing here?" I repeat, opening my door further. She's dressed in a grey tracksuit, her dark hair piled high into a messy bun. Her eyes are drawn in, dark bags circling underneath them. I watch as she takes a step forward, features twisted and contorted with pain. She wobbles unsteadily on her feet and my hand immediately reaches out, grabbing hold of her waist.

That's when the scent of alcohol hits me.

"Are you drunk?" I ask her quietly,...