Chapter 64

(Ava’s POV)

Today is Thursday, which means three days before the wedding. Vanessa pulled a lot of strings and got me the most beautiful wedding dress I've ever seen. Not that I look at a lot of wedding dresses, but still.

I'm showing it off to Ivy when I hear the doorbell ring. I quickly shuck it off just in case it's Dylan, because I don't want him to see me in it before the D Day. Ivy laughs at me. "Silly" she says. The doctors say she's going to grow a lot more talkative, and I'm looking forward to it.

The doorbell rings again. "I'm coming !" I yell, angrily pulling up my jeans. I swear if it's a delivery man or door to door salesman I'm going to scream. I finally get the buckle done and swing open the door.

There's no one there.

"What the fuc–" I'm about to forget that I'm a mother now and my offspring copies words she hears, when someone throws a bag over my