[BRIAN]
As I pushed open the door to my penthouse, my mind was in a tumultuous state. The images of Ava’s confession played on a loop in my head, and I couldn’t seem to shake them off. The woman I had started to care for, the one I had let my guard down for, was a liar. My chest tightened with anger and disappointment as I walked towards the bar, my feet dragging on the floor.
I poured myself a generous amount of scotch and took a long sip, hoping it would soothe my frayed nerves, but the alcohol did nothing to alleviate the turmoil inside me. How could I have been so foolish to let myself fall for her so easily? Was it all a game to her, a well-thought-out plan to use me and my wealth to get out of her miserable life? The more I thought about it, the angrier I became, and my grip on the
