AVA’S POV.
“What are you doing here?” Carter growled, his voice piercing through the silence like a rugged dagger.
Emily seemed to turn into an autumn leaf, rustled continuously by the bitter wind. Her fingers found each other, as she trembled, her gaze falling to the floor.
Then she dropped to her knees quite painfully, “I apologize! I know I shouldn't be here when Miss Ava isn't around, but I was unable to find one of my possessions which I dropped, while I was cleaning the room earlier,” Her lips trembled as she spoke, her eyes refusing to meet mine.
“Carter, you terrified the poor girl,” I said, hitting him slightly on the arm as I came out from behind him.
“It's fine. Did you find what you were looking for?”
Emily shook her head, eyes glimmering.
“Hey, he's just being caut
