Chapter 18

Ava POV

I want to cry. I hate to see the state Elena is in now. I’m pained I can’t do anything to make her feel better or rectify the mistakes. I park in front of my mansion. It’s blacked out. Nobody can see if I’m in the car or not. I can’t wait to be in my room to let it out and free myself from the tightness in my chest.

I pull out my phone from my bag. I want to check on Elena to see if she’s better now. I cannot help her, but all I can do at this point is check up on her and give her the shoulder to cry on. When I do that, I feel a little better. She doesn’t pick up, so I send a text instead.

Elena Deloris: Best, are you okay? You can talk to me if you need to. You will feel better.

I wait for a reply in the next five minutes, but I don’t receive any. Maybe she’s asleep.

I grab