Chapter 102

• Ava’s POV
• Fabio's face crumpled, a pained expression replacing his usual calm. "Ava, stop. You're twisting this."
• "I'm twisting what?" I shot back, the tears now freely streaming down my face, hot and stinging. "I don't want to think that you're only doing this because my father told you to. What were the terms, Fabio? What did he give you for you to choose to protect me, or for you to swear an oath?" I scoffed bitterly, the sound catching in my throat, thick with unshed sobs. "You even married me... we're married for this."