Chapter 34

• “Come on, Ava, don't look at me like that.”
• Rogan’s voice was a smooth, teasing melody, his eyes glinting with mischief as he leaned against the doorframe. His smirk was infectious, his relaxed posture seeming to invite me to forget everything that had happened, to let him sweep me into his world again. But I wasn’t going to let him. Not this time.
• “Like what?” I snapped, crossing my arms over my chest, trying to keep the anger I felt in check.