Ava's pov
“What do you think you are doing? Are you here to fight for your beloved first love?” I asked, placing my hand on my waist. Coran, who pulled me to the dark corner stared at me in awe as he thought of what to say.
“Can we not talk about Alessia? She is just part of my past and will always remain my past,” he defended, rubbing his forehead in frustration.
I smirked as my eyes locked with his, I don't know where my new found confidence came from but that was what I needed at that moment. I stepped on my toes to match up with his height then I spoke;
“So you don't want me to involve her right now. By the way, I am really curious to know how she ended up with my design or is it just coincidence that she told me you gave her a design to present, at the same time I saw you peeking
