Jack
Hours Prior
I pull into the parking lot of our apartment building a few hours after I took the twins out to have dinner.
I slip out of the driver's seat of my car, going to the back to help them out. Just as I shut the door behind Brandon, I noticed someone approaching out of the corner of my eye.
I furrow my brows as a small frown tugs at my lips, turning to see who it is,, only for my frown to deepen in realisation that the unprecedented visitor is f*****g Ava.
“Hi Jack, can we talk for a second? she asks in that sickly sweet voice I have come to hate as she stops a few feet from us.
I ignore her, turning to the twins instead,, who both have curious expressions etched on their faces as they stare at her.
I wouldn't blame them;them; this is the first time they've seen a girl c
