Orion’s POV

The sound of her gentle hum echoed in the room as Ava crossed to the bathroom. She didn’t say a word, didn’t even glance back at me. Her silence was maddening—intentional, I was sure of it. The door shut with a soft click, and the sound of water running followed moments later.

I stood there, staring at the closed door, my knuckles white from clenching my fists so tightly. The storm she’d stirred up inside me raged on, but her audacity? That bordered on recklessness. No one—no one—had ever dared to push me this far.

And yet, here she was, practically daring me to retaliate, to match her...