Chapter 82 If its love

Desiree's POV I watched how depressed my father was when he learned that everything he had worked for was on fire. He even went crazy and lost control while shaking and crying in front of us. I felt so pitiful for him and I just sobbed at the chest of Alexander. It feels so heavy looking at my parent's suffering and how they feel so hurt when their dreams and their plans shattered for one more time. Alexander takes me to his place because my father doesn't want anyone to talk to him yet. He wants to be alone. "Do you think he is not going to hate me? Because I think George did that to make me feel guilty for rejecting him." "No, please don't think about that," Alexander whispered as he hugged me and scooped me onto our bed. We're sleeping together now, and my head is resting on his arms as I shut my eyes; I love it when he makes me feel like this. The way he said his words was all magical, like if he could take away my pain. "It's not your fault…" He added and kissed my cheeks