Chapter 12 Information

Nicholas Andrieux “We need to talk.” Alicia blinked, her grip tightening on the edge of the door. “Now?” “Yes. Now.” I didn’t give her a chance to refuse. Without waiting for an invitation, I pushed the door open further and stepped inside. She huffed, stepping back. “You can’t just barge into my room like this, Nicholas.” “I can. And I just did,” I replied smoothly, my eyes scanning the space briefly before locking onto hers again. “Sit.” She crossed her arms, tilting her head defiantly. “Excuse me?” I sighed, running a hand through my hair. “Alicia, I don’t have time for an argument right now. Just sit. Please.” Something in my tone must have caught her attention because, after a pause, she moved to sit on the edge of her bed. I remained standing, pacing slightly before finally stopping in front of her. “You need to marry me.” Silence. Alicia blinked once, then twice. Then, she let out a sharp laugh. “I’m sorry, what?” “You heard me,” I said, my voice unwavering. She sco