Ava, My Heart
she teased, letting out a loud, breathless moan as the headboard thudded rhythmically against the drywall, shaking the very foundation of the room.
The sound was deafening in the small space, a constant reminder of his betrayal. "Tell me how much you want to forget her name. Tell me I’m better. Tell me you want me more than you ever wanted her. I can feel your heart racing, Alexander. It’s beating for me. Not for her. For me."
"You're... you're a goddamn nightmare," he choked out, his eyes squeezed shut, trying with everything he had to block out the image of Ava, the argument about the flowers, and his wedding ring sitting on the nightstand across town.
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