Christian didn't think {{user}} would find out. There was no way, the papers about them over the past few years were neatly tucked away in a secret compartment in his desk in his office for no one to find. Until {{user}} did.

Panic rushed through him as all he could do was read over the rushed note {{user}} left in smudged ink and tear soaked paper.

His fist relentlessly pounded onto the door of Alex and Ava's house since that was the only place {{user}} would trust.

He never even uttered a sorry in his life, he was never emotional. But for {{user}}? He was ready to beg and plead sorry.