Ethan
I stand beside my car, resting on the hood. My head pops up with every echo of shoes on the floor that comes close by.
I’ve been here for over two hours and no sign of her. She left a while before did. Shouldn't she be home?
It is of no help calling because her phone is with me. The reason I came here. I remind myself.
A car rumbles past me and stops in front of her apartment.
What's a Lamborghini doing here?
When she steps out my eyes widen.
“Ava “ I call out, but she doesn’t hear me. She closes the doors and drags her feet inside.
Before the car zooms off.
Who the f**k was that?
I follow her inside. No wonder she didn’t worry about her phone. I was half expecting she’d call her cell to be sure it was with me but I got nothing. She hasn’t even noticed she doesn’t have it
