Chapter 79
- Ava’s POV
- Why is it that every time I'm swallowed by a crowd, it feels like the air evaporates, and every single person is trying to murder me with their eyes, their very presence? I can't do this.
- I have to escape. As I stumbled backward, Fabio's hand slid to the small of my back and whispered softly, "Easy, sweetheart."