Ian felt his throat itch; right before he got close to the door to open it, he could already guess who was there. Avery’s soft chuckles and intoxicating jasmine scent kinda announced her presence before she even got close.
‘f**k,’ Ian thought as memories of that morning rushed at him as he stood frozen, his eyes locked on Avery’s.
Avery left the house early, just like how she left the dining room the previous night before he had the chance to stop her and left in the morning before the effect of the sedatives he took wore off.
The sedatives he had to take because it was the only way he could sleep without walking up to her door in the middle of the damn night and while Ian wished their paths would cross in the morning, Avery didn’t even wait around for breakfast.
Even after she left fo
