Ava's POV
I paced up and down in my new room at the elegant Blackwell mansion—a tall, glass, castle-like structure on the edge of the city. My mind was racing with thoughts about how they controlled my life.
The conversation in the taxi hadn’t gone well. I had told the driver to drop me off immediately, but he refused. “Sorry, ma'am, I can’t do that,” he had said. “You see that man? He’s very powerful and he's related to the Blackwells. The Blackwells... they are very important people. I can’t disobey them. They say you’re their child, and you’re too stubborn. I’m taking you to their house.”
Disbelief had etched itself on my face. How did it come to this? Now they wanted me to live with them, and I had no choice. This was basically k********g.
The drive had taken roughly an hour, and
