AVA'S POV
"Laura..." I sighed, dropping my head against the back of the couch. The exhaustion in my bones wasn't just physical; it was the heavy, vibrating aftershock of everything that had just happened.
"Whatever questions you're about to ask me..." I started, my voice thin.
I pointed a warning finger at her.
"Please don't."
She stared at me for exactly two seconds, her eyes wide, before letting out the loudest squeal I'd ever heard.
It pierced the air, shattering the tension I'd been carrying.
"So... the Adrian Blackwell was actually standing inside our apartment?"
I covered my face with both hands, my cheeks burning.
"Oh, God..."
"Laura."
"No!" She laughed, the sound bright and incredulous as she pointed at me.
"Don't 'Laura' me."
"The billionaire himself was here."
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