20: August visitor

POV – Ava

His grip on my wrist tightened before he let me go, stepping back as if I had struck him.

I opened my mouth, but no words came.

Dante’s expression turned to ice.

“I told you, Ava,” he said, voice dangerously quiet.

“You’re mine.”

Then he turned and walked away.

Leaving me ...

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