Burglar Reveal

"What do you want Travis?" Austin drawls after the third knock.

"It's Avan. Can I come in?"

She doesn't say anything and I take this as my cue to go in. As soon as I enter the room, she sighs loudly and falls back on her bed.

"Have you come here to point more accusing fingers at me? Save yourself the trouble and just leave."

"I'm here to talk," I say calmly.

"Have fun talking to yourself."

I walk over to her bed and sit on it.

"I didn't say you could sit."

"I didn't ask."

She simply rolls over to the other side of the bed and busies herself with her phone.

"I know you're upset at me, and for good reason. I shouldn't have spoken to you the way I did. I'm sorry."

Austin looks up from her phone to give me a meaningful stare, I bet she wasn't expecting that apology.

"Are you here because you want to or because Wyndy wants you to?"

"Come on, at least accept my apology."

"I won't accept it if it's an indirect apology from Wyndy."

"It's not."

She raises her brow at me and I offer her a smile