Ava’s POV
I pushed the bedroom door open very quiet, but the click still sounded way louder than I wanted it to so early this morning.
Leon was already half-dressed, standing there in front of the full mirror, fiddling with the last couple buttons on his white shirt. He looked all put together already—his dark suit fitting his shoulders perfect, and his tie just hanging loose around his neck like he hadn’t gotten to that part yet.
He caught me in the mirror looking at him and turned around, that smile hitting his face the second he saw me.
God, that smile of his still got to me. Every time.
I walked across the room, the floor cold enough to wake me up a bit more. “Where you headed so early?” I asked, trying to sound casual, like it was just another normal morning.
“Got a quick m
