Ava’s POV
I spent the entire day distracted. No matter how hard I tried to focus, my mind kept drifting, and my eyes kept wandering toward the hallway, hoping to catch a glimpse of Damon. But he was nowhere to be seen. It was as if he had disappeared.
Had he really left in anger over what he heard Bianca say on the phone? Would he be that impulsive? I regretted even answering her call in the first place. I should have known she’d run her mouth. But what I hadn’t expected was for Damon to be eavesdropping.
I let out a frustrated sigh, rubbing my temples. A dull headache had begun to form.
Hearing footsteps approach, I immediately lifted my head, my heart skipping a beat. For a second, I hoped it was Damon. I wanted to see his face, to gauge his reaction, to confirm whether he was upset
