By the time I got home, it was already past midnight.
The house was quiet and dark.
Exactly how I preferred it.
I loosened my tie as I stepped inside, exhaustion settling heavily into my shoulders after hours of meetings, contracts, and listening to men twice my age pretend to like me.
I was halfway toward the stairs when a voice suddenly spoke.
“You ignored me.”
I stopped instantly.
Ava.
She was curled up on the couch in the sitting room, wrapped in a blanket with the television light flickering across her face.
My jaw tightened slightly.
“What are you still doing awake?” I asked.
Instead of answering, she sat up straighter and held up her phone.
“I texted you like six times.”
“I noticed.”
Her eyes narrowed immediately.
“And you still ignored me?”
“Yes.”
She blinked, prob
