CHAPTER 18.
I nodded slowly, granting her permission to state her conditions.
"You would let me see the President one more time before leaving the country," she said.
I swallowed hard, a heavy lump forming in my throat. She didn't seem to grasp the full picture, clinging onto a relationship that was built on falsehood from the very beginning. She longed to confirm a love that had never existed.
"Avery, that's asking for too much," I replied, my voice tinged with a mix of concern and frustration.
"Then forget about it all. I won't take the money, and I won't leave with my family," she responded, her tone resolute.
I could feel my patience wearing thin. Avery was pushing all the wrong buttons, and I couldn't handle it any longer. She was doing everything in her power to provoke me. She
