บท 287: CHAPTER 287 When We Were Little

　　Alexander’s POV

　　I was lying on my bed, staring at the ceiling. I couldn't sleep. I was exhausted, but I couldn’t sleep. I couldn't stop the thoughts that were eating at my soul.

　　Would I ever get to hug my parents again? Would something terrible happen to them? How strong was my mom now? Could she hurt my dad? What would happen to my mom when she realized that she hurt her mate? What if I lost both of them? How the fuck would I survive losing my entire family?

　　I closed my eyes and tried to take a deep breath. It was impossible, though. My chest was being squished by so many emotions and I couldn't breathe normally. The air was barely entering my lungs and my whole body hurt due to the lack of air.