Ava’s POV
The drive to the Blackwood Estate felt shorter than it should have.
Maybe because my mind refused to stay in one place long enough to measure time. Every few minutes I found myself staring out the window only to realize I didn’t actually see any of the scenery passing by.
The city lights slowly disappeared behind us. Buildings gave way to trees, traffic disappeared, and the closer we got to the estate, the quieter everything became.
My stomach twisted tighter with every passing mile. I looked down at my hands. They were clasped so tightly together my knuckles had turned white.
By the time the car pulled to a stop, my nerves were all over the place. The driver stepped out and walked around the vehicle.
A second later my door opened. Cool evening air rushed in.
I took a slo
