An hour elapsed, and Zac’s car glided to a halt within the vast, spreading-out compound that nestled the monumental penthouse there he saw Ava putting her things in her car and then rounded the car to get behind the wheels.

“What are you doing, Tinkerbell?” Zac called out in surprise as soon he came down from his car, hastening his steps towards her.

Ava ceased her movement and looked up at his face with an annoyed expression.

“I’m leaving, Zac,” she affirmed, “And I don't want to ever come across you again,”

Zac’s eyes grew dark under the street glow. He would have probably thought that Ava was joking if...