AVA POV
I quickly filled a glass with water, my trembling fingers almost slipping against the smooth glass.
The cold water slid down my throat in hurried gulps, but it did nothing to wash away the lump sitting stubbornly there.
I reached for another sip.
“Hey.” Matthew’s gentle voice came from behind me.
I stiffened.
A second later, I felt his presence as he stopped beside me, close enough for our shoulders to almost touch.
“You sure you’re okay?” He asked but I kept my eyes on the sink.
“Mhmm.”
“You don’t sound okay.”
I forced another mouthful of water, hoping it would save me from having to answer.
It didn’t.
Matthew leaned his hip against the kitchen counter, quietly studying me.
“You’ve been somewhere else lately.”
His words weren’t accusing, if anything, they were full
