Ava’s POV
The HK Group building loomed over everything, this huge glass thing that just... reflected the dull December sky and made it look even colder. I stood there at the bottom for a minute, staring up, my breath coming out slow. My hands were numb, buried in my coat pockets, but inside I was burning—angry, scared, hurt, all mixed up until I felt like I might lose it right here.
I couldn't wait anymore. Just couldn't.
I shoved through the revolving doors, my heels echoing way too loud on the marble floor. There were people everywhere—suits, briefcases, those fake polite office smiles that I'm used to receiving as Leon's wife.
But nobody really noticed me here. I was so relieved. I didn't want them seeing how wrecked I looked. My eyes were still swollen from crying in the cab,my hai
