Ava stood frozen, the phone still pressed against the side of her head, her mouth opening and closing but no sound coming out.
She couldn’t answer. She couldn’t even breathe properly. The words she had just spat at Parker were still hanging in the air, and now Nico was standing right there, eyes locked onto her, waiting for an explanation she didn’t know how to give.
“Who is that, Ava?” Nico repeated, taking a step closer. His voice was calm, but with a dangerous tone.
Before she could force a single word out, the voice on the other end of the line rang out loud and clear.
“Hello? Hello, you ungrateful b***h! Don’t you hang up on me! You think you’re better than me now? Answer me!”
The voice was rough, angry, and unmistakable. Parker.
The slight furrow in Nico’s brow deepened into a
