Avery couldn’t help but feel conflicted after hearing Ian left the house just like she did.
Did he want a time-out like her? Was he feeling conflicted like she was? Did he finally decide to give up on her?
She’ll probably like that; it was never going to work between them. maybe things would have been different if they didn’t share the same blood; maybe, just maybe, things could have been different.
But Avery couldn’t help the ache in her heart. “f**k!” Avery let out a silent cuss that Damian somehow heard.
“You okay? You look a little distracted, Avy.” Damian said his amber eyes squinted in worry.
“I’m… I’m okay. I just have a lot going on.” Avery replied, her fingers unconsciously tracing the edge of the glass with the orange juice Derrick had handed her.
“Is this about this Ian ki
