When he saw me, he rushed over excitedly. "Ava, you're finally out."
I looked at him coldly. "Mr. Anderson, what do you want?"
He froze, the light in his eyes instantly fading.
"Ava, I'm here to take you home."
"Home?" I gave a bitter smile. "I don't have a home."
"You do! My home is yours!" he said urgently.
I shook my head. "Charles, it's over between us."
I stepped past him and walked away.
"Ava!" he called after me. "Where are you going?"
"Somewhere without you."
Following the address on the card, I found Robin, who owned a thriving restaurant.
"You're here?" She smiled when she saw me.
"I'm here." I smiled too.
I stayed at her restaurant, starting as a waitress.
I cut my hair short, shed my disguises, and began a new life.
Charles came several times, but I refused to se
