Ava's POV
The silence in my apartment had a different texture now.
It wasn't the heavy, suffocating loneliness of a week ago.
It was quieter.
Lighter.
Filled with anticipation.
Seven days.
That was how long it had been since the first care package arrived.
In just one week, the Stranger had quietly woven himself into the fabric of my everyday life.
My phone buzzed constantly.
A steady stream of messages that somehow made my heart perform the same ridiculous little flip every single time.
We teased each other.
We argued.
We laughed.
We talked about everything...
And absolutely nothing.
Somewhere along the way, checking my phone had become the highlight of my day.
I found myself waiting for his name to appear on my screen with an eagerness I hadn't felt in years.
He had ask
