CHRISTIEN'S POV
Sleep didn't come.
It never did.
Most nights, I could blame it on insomnia,I have had that ever since the first beating. Years of sleepless nights had made staring at ceilings feel normal. Sometimes I would spend hours lying awake before finally giving up and opening my laptop. Other times, I wouldn't sleep at all.
Tonight felt different.
I knew it the moment I closed my eyes.
Because instead of darkness, I saw Ava.
I opened my eyes immediately and cursed under my breath.
This was ridiculous.
I rolled onto my back and stared at the ceiling.
The room was silent except for the low hum of the air conditioner, but my mind refused to shut up.
Every time I tried to think about something else, it dragged me back to the same place.
Ava stepping out of Mason's car.
Ava
