Chapter 41

Ava’s POV

Tired and hungry, I made my way down the stairs to make breakfast for myself and I saw that Mason was down there already. The table was also set and breakfast was ready.

I couldn’t help but do a double take.

“Why did you make breakfast for two?” I asked, feeling dumbfounded. I still haven’t forgotten about what he said to me last night and I was still mad at that.

“Aren’t we two in here?” He asked while rolling his eyes and wiping his hands in a small towel. He had on a fitted but loose looking black top on a baggy pair of sweats, and his hair was all fluffed up, giving him an extremely soft look.

I shrugged as I walked past him, into the kitchen where I pulled out a pan to make scrambled eggs for myself.

I’m not about to eat the food prepared by someone who’d blatantly said I wasn’t worthy to be called his friend. Why did he even make breakfast for two when he doesn’t care about me?

Silently, I watched as he ate his food with a little bit of a side glance and pretending