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The hurt that poured over Ava’s features broke my heart

“Ava, why don’t I finishbreakfast and—”

“I have to go,” she said Her voice was so ht, so breathless It made my heart ache for her

“Don’t leave Let’s just calm down and have some coffee and—”

“I really have to go,” she whispered

With watering eyes and tre hands, she brushed past ed, and less than a minute later she strode out of my place in her heels with her purse over her shoulder All I could do was stand there and watch helplessly I wanted to pursue her, but I kneouldn’t do any good I wanted to grab her arm and tell her to stay, tell her to talk with et her bearings before she tried to drive But I kneouldn’t do any good She wanted to leave, so I wouldn’t stop her

My only hope was that this wasn’t the end

My only hope was that I would be able to see Ava again

Ava

I tried calling Caht to her voice ht to voiceShe had turned off her phone and now I had no way of getting in touch with her I had no way of speaking with my best friend

This was a girl I’d known since childhood, the person in est aside from my parents And she wouldn’t return my phone calls She wouldn’t pick up I couldn’t ruin our friendship over soan any day And I knew once I sat her down and explained to her how things with Logan and I had begun, we’d be laughing about it and she’d be high-fiving inity That was how Caive her all the juicy details and she’d be reveling in the stories before too long

As long as she could set aside the fact that it was Logan

I tried her cell phone again and left another voicethem I was tired, defeated, and lost I’d spent the rest of the day Saturday and all Sunday an had tried callingmyself to take his calls Every tiuilt

And wonder

I didn’t want to ruin uy, but I knew deep down that Logan wasn’t siuy He was special, beautiful, kind, romantic, and respectful He had boundaries and morals and an ethical code that he lived by He was a business owner and seereat respect for his mother I liked that, a son who took care of hissense of responsibility to protect the women around him

Like he had tried to protectin front of Camilla

Closing e of ht, how aht it had felt to sit in his lap and rock ainst him… I shivered at the memory, at his chiseled ar as it pressed between his knees, the way he sniffed le himself from my tresses Every movement I made, he had copied, like his body hadn’t wanted to unravel from mine

I’d never felt like that before

Being with hiht, and that was all the more reason to talk with Camilla I needed to speak with her before I ever saw or spoke to Logan again, which et her on the phone, I had to keep ignoring hiht made me sick

He deserved better than that, better than all this drama that came with me Part of me wanted to call hiain My heart couldn’t handle it, though, and I knew the second I heard his voice, I’d be done for I’d go tripping back into his arled around him, without a care in the world as to what it did to Camilla