3rd P.N
As soon as Ava heard the door click shut, she jumped into action. She tore through her bag, brought out a pair of jeans and a hoodie in a hurry. Her hands were shaking so badly she fumbled with the zipper.
Putting the cloth in no time, she grabbed her crossbody bag and phone before shoving a face cap onto her head, pulling it low enough to hide most of her face. She didn’t waste another second—she flung the door open and rush out
But, she barely made it three steps before almost slamming straight into Raymond.
“Ava!” Raymond called, grabbing her arm to steady her.
She jerked away from his grip, Adjusted the cap lower, Before he could say another word, she stormed down the hallway, her footsteps echoing as she disappeared around the corner.
Raymond stood there, “What a little
