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Ava was there, getting ready to get into her bath. Back in the bathroom, Ava was lost in her own thoughts, adjusting the water temperature, letting the steam rise to fill the room with a warm mist. Her thoughts were a carousel, endlessly spinning through the night's events. The emotional weight of the evening was intense, making her feel grounded and light-headed at the same time. What had started as a romantic moment had morphed into something much more profound, revealing layers of feelings and uncertainties that she, Carver, and Peyton would need to navigate.

The date got canceled and Ava seemed unapologetic about it. And now, it happened again. This time, she seemed to regret it more than the first one. Liam was rich, good-looking, cool, responsible and they seemed to share the same faith. He fitted into the shoes of her dream man She felt bad but what could she do? Perhaps, they weren’t meant to be, so she thought. She left her book and grabbed her sketch pad and a pencil and started drawing on it. When she was satisfied, she decided to sleep

And I got my prince (Avery) And I got my parents (Logan) And we got each other (Camila and Bryson) Thank you for reading our story. This is Avery and Axell saying, Bye. Thank you to all my wonderful readers ( Author)

Avery Somehow, tonight was a little bit colder than most. Probably because of the thunderstorm that was approaching. I shut the windows and put the blinds on before making my way to the bed. Lying flat on my belly, I resumed my reading session. But my thoughts instantly strayed away from my book to Liam. It was close to midnight, and everyone had already departed for their bedrooms. That everyone meant Dad and Carla because I saw a little of Liam in the past three days and none today.

When my entire world had been turned inside out in the span of a few hours? The elevator took forever. I watched the numbers climb, three, four, five, each floor an agony of waiting. The doors opened to chaos. Security guards were wrestling with someone in the corridor. The nurses shouted. Alarms blared. And there, slumped against the wall with a security guard supporting her, was Ava. "Ava!" I ran to her. Her eyes were glassy, unfocused. "What happened? Where's Eli?" "Liam?" She struggled to focus on my face. "He... he injected me with something. Dr. Morrison. He said... he said Eli is his son."

Elliott’s POV He caught me. I knew he would. I didn’t even have time to shut the door before he walked in. One second I was frozen in front of that painting, and the next, Damien stepped inside like he already knew someone was snooping around. His eyes met mine—not angry, but unreadable. There was something deep in them. Something heavy. Something like a secret held too long. My heart thudded painfully in my chest. I couldn’t breathe.

It had no scene on what happened between Ava and Ivy in the alley. Luke nodded. “Yeah. This wasn’t out of the blue; it had to be something they had been planning on for a while now. And whoever is behind it made sure to take on every single chance that they had.” My jaw clenched. I had come to realize that Ava hated being in enclosed spaces. And Belle barely slept without the light on. The thought of them shoved into the back of that van made something ugly twist in my chest. “Any sign of a second vehicle?” I asked.

“You killed my baby because of your jealousy. Tell me, who do you think you are? I know you can’t stand to see me marry Abel in a few months. Is that the reason you set my brother up and made me lose my child?” “Child? Was there a baby in the first place?” Avery challenged with an equal tone. “You! What rubbish are you insulating?” “Am I insulating things or saying the facts? Can a pregnant woman let herself fall in that manner with no one pushing her?” Avery’s eyes were sharp and tough. “I know you are a fool and will always fall into my traps. Avery Clinton, how foolish of you to fall into my bait? Because of what you did, Abel can’t resist me any longer. He now loves me more”