Sweet Betrayal

Ale’s POV

I ran up the stairs so fast my legs hurt. The guards at the bottom were still watching me, trading looks I didn’t like, smirks like they’d just witnessed justice served.

Oh God.

Did that mean they heard?

Heat rushed to my cheeks. Embarrassment slammed into me so hard my stomach turned. I clutched the railing and kept moving, refusing to look back.

The hallway upstairs seemed to