Ava’s POV

The morning had been endless, each tick of the clock echoing like a countdown to my unraveling. I could barely breathe properly, my mind looping through the events of the previous night and the damning headlines that followed.

I just want to disappear for good and resurface whenever I have the courage to clear my name.

Where the fuck is Orion and why is he doing this? I thought he wanted to make things right? He pleaded for another chance, so why would he do this to me?

The harsh buzz of my phone had become unbearable, a relentless reminder that the world outside was feasting on my...