Chapter 89 Beneath The Surface

• Ava’s POV
• "You don't get it, do you?" Jackson rounded me in the darkly lighted room with a low, frustrated voice. Though not in a way that made me want to run, his presence seemed stifling. It was more like he ate every last bit of oxygen I might have used. His eyes blazed into mine, a tempest behind them. "I came far to lose you once more."
• I held the edge of the desk behind me and swallowed hard. Lost me? Jackson, you cannot lose anything you never really owned! As the words came out, my voice faltered, but I kept his eye and refused to back down.