Chapter 50 Avery

• AVERY
• Drake’s words scream at me, my insides telling me to back away, to stay here and listen further will only break my heart further. The pain is already too unbearable; I don’t think I can handle anymore. Tears spring to my eyes, threatening to spill over, but I hold them back. I tiptoe, putting as much distance between me and their bickering. Their argument hits my ears, but my brain cannot register a lick, it’s a messy jumble.
• Duchess nudges my leg, her wet nose and tongue sliding along my skin, her attempt to comfort my panicking, but it does very little to calm the inner dilemma. Thankfully, Drake and Davina’s fighting is loud enough, they cannot hear Duchess’ nails clicking along the tile floor.