Ava's POV
Victor didn’t answer. He simply lifted his coffee again and finished it slowly, as if my question didn’t matter at all.
The quiet stretched unbearably long. Finally, he set the cup down.
“Jasper gets out of school at five,” he said.
My brows pulled together.
“Make sure you pick him up.” The command landed like a stone.
“I’ll be home for dinner.”
And that was it…no explanation..no answer. Nothing.
Victor stood, adjusted the cuff of his robe, and walked upstairs. A few minutes later, he left the house. Only then did the tension drain from my shoulders.
I sat there at the dining for several minutes, staring blankly at the table. My mind was a tangled mess.
It wasn’t until May stepped out of the kitchen that I realized how long I’d been sitting there.
“Madam,” she asked ge
