~Alexander's POV~
"Alex…" I murmured to myself. "Is this… really the end?"
I sat in the dark of my car, the silence inside the cabin as heavy as the grief in my chest. I didn't move. I didn't step out. I just sat there, my eyes fixed on the house, waiting for Andrew to leave.
One hour passed… then two.
Finally, the front door opened again. Alis walked out with Andrew, following him to his car, and they stood there under the soft yellow glow of the porch light. They talked for another fifteen minutes that felt like forever to me. When they finally said their goodbyes and Andrew drove off, I watched Alis turn and disappear back inside.
I waited a few more minutes, letting the neighborhood settle into the quiet of the night. It was almost midnight when I finally stepped out of my car. My legs felt heavy, but my heart was racing as I walked up the driveway and knocked on the front door.
