Chapter 6

Alexander never showed for lunch.

Instead, I received a call from Jake Wilson, a notorious paparazzo. His team had captured photos and footage of Alexander with Claire. Too afraid to approach Alexander directly, he’d come to me.

I felt nothing about these photos anymore.

Still, I should inform Alexander. His phone went straight to voicemail.

When I called his assistant, he stammered, “Mr. Sinclair is…”

A haughty voice cut in from the background: “Miss Claire said she and Mr. Sinclair are not to be disturbed during their afternoon rest.”

I hung up, words dying in my throat.

sleeping. Tell me what you

Alexander asleep in her trailer, tie loosened, features relaxed. Despite appearing deep in

pocketed my phone, burying my heartache with

followed the crew toward the set.

later, a massive explosion rocked the

the air, growing closer.

Checking his watch, he said, “Claire, I should check on Evelyn’s explosion

on the door: “Sir! There’s been

Sinclair!TM

schedule said

was moved up… She waited for you at lunch, but when you didn’t come, she hadn’t eaten, so

wasn’t I informed?” Alexander roared.

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