Samuel put the phone down, his expression changed…
Ava’s stomach twisted. Raymond’s voice still echoed in her head. She hesitated before asking, “Sam, is he okay?”
Samuel let out a dry laugh. “That’s what you’re worried about?”
She shifted uncomfortably. “I just…”
“Ava,” he cut her off, his voice firm. “He let you go, he should have held you back in Paris, He didn’t care then, but ……..Don’t let him mess with your head.”
She looked away, knowing he was right, she was angry at Paris, but she wished he would hold her back that moment…..
Samuel exhaled, running a hand through his hair. “Get some sleep. Ava, I will take care of Raymond.”
She nodded and turned toward the stairs, but he caught her wrist.
“Ava.” His tone softened. “I will go see him now , I will be right back
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Samuel
