Ava’s POV
Monday arrived whether I was ready for it or not. I must have woken up four different times during the night. Every time I managed to fall back asleep, my mind carried me to the exact same place.
The Blackwood Estate. The long dining table.
Aunt Margaret laughing so hard she nearly spilled her wine while Adrian sat there looking like he regretted ever introducing me to his family.
Despite everything, a smile tugged at my lips.
Rebecca.
Whoever she was, she’d managed to embarrass Adrian Blackwood so thoroughly that his family was still talking about it years later.
The memory warmed me. Then, almost instantly, it disappeared. Replaced by another.
“You don’t spend years tracking someone you don’t care about.” Ethan’s voice.
Followed by Adrian’s. “You weren’t invited becaus
