Camilla
I was barely keeping myself together. Alex's presence in the room felt like a thorn driven deeper with every breath I took. Ava was so calm, her small chest rising and falling in modest motions, but all I could think about was the what-ifs.
What if she hadn't been rescued in time?
God forbid.
I looked at Alex out of the corner of my eye, the guy who had once been my whole world and who had crushed me so thoroughly. He had rescued Ava, and for that, I was thankful. But appreciation didn't remove the years of bitterness seething in my breast.
"Thank you for saving her," I murmured, my voice chilly, disconnected. I couldn't force myself to meet his look. My hands twitched in my lap, a nervous habit I couldn't quite stop.
He didn't answer right immediately, and I co
