~Ayden~
When Mia suggested we go back to her place to talk, a wave of relief filled me. It meant she was serious about discussing our relationship and everything that went wrong. I hoped we would also discuss her forgiving me and giving me another chance. I may get the former, but the latter was a long shot.
Still, I had to seize the chance.
Instead of walking, she’d driven us back to the condo in the golf cart her and Andi always used. She hadn’t said much to me on the ride. Between some of her staff and guests, there were plenty of people moving about the grounds, saying hello to us as we went past.
It all seemed like a blur now. The door to Mia’s suite clicked as the automatic lock engaged. She set her tablet along with a few files on the counter between the kitchen and living room.
