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Chapter 33: The Dinner

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Leonel

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I should have never asked her to change.

Not if I knew my fucking father would look at her like she was a piece of fine meat. Not if I knew he would stand to pull a seat for her beside him. Not if I knew my mother—my soft-spoken, gentle mother—would shoot daggers at Ava, her grip tight on the champagne glass full of her third helping of wine.

“Ava,” I grit out, right before she hesitantly sits in the chair my father pulled for her. They all look up at me, but it’s Ava’s confused green eyes I capture with mine.

“Sit with me,” I command, leaving no room for argument. I see the urge to fight flash in her eyes, but whatever she sees in my grey ones stops her from throwing words at me.

She smiles at my father politely, and in return, he bares a grin I know others will construe as charming, but I find deadly.

“Sorry, Mr. Sinclair,” she says to my father gently, and my squeezed heart relaxes as she walks to me, my father looking like I slapped him.

As Ava takes the seat beside me,
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