The Confrontation

"What are you doing here?" The words stumbled out of my mouth before my brain could catch up with the sheer shock of seeing him. I gripped the strap of my purse, my knuckles turning white. I forced my legs to move, stepping past his looming figure to jam my key into the apartment door lock. I prayed he would just say his piece out here in the hallway and leave.

But this was Alessio. He didn’t ask