Chapter 22 Avery

• AVERY
• “You okay?” Davina whispers, her voice snapping me out of reverie. My brain is working overtime to make sense of last night’s dream, finding it impossible. Any silence is followed by him, teasing and taunting my imagination. Perversions I avoid becoming the thing I desire most. The thing I crave. “Aves?”
• “Yeah.” I swallow, my stomach flipping over from the shock of being brought to reality. The bridal shop. This is real. The wedding. It’s happening. Holy hell, how am I supposed to survive this? The world is collapsing on me, my lungs crushing under the pressure. My palms sweat, my heart racing from the adrenaline surging into my bloodstream.