Chapter 97
- Ava’s POV
- I stayed in the living room, casually scrolling through my phone, trying to drown out the sound of Gabriella pacing back and forth. Her footsteps were like a ticking time bomb, each one closer to an explosion.
- Then, as if on cue, she stopped dead in front of me, her eyes narrowed to slits, and a deep frown was written onto her face.