Chapter 349


    “I''m surprised, but also impressed.” Reaper says, and | swear | could hear the amusement in his voice. “Everyone talked about


    how much you loved her; | didn’t think you''d ever hurt her, especially for Ava.”


    “People don’t know shit.”


    It''s as | said that it finally hit me. My love for Emma waspletely gone. It was dead, and maybe it has been for a long time


    now. What I feel for Ava is stronger.


    Looking back, | was infatuated with Emma and the idea of love. Plus, everyone used to say that we belonged together. That we


    were perfect together. | think that went to my head. | heard it said so much when we were younger that maybe it brainwashed me


    into thinking that it was the truth.


    Everyone wanted us together, including our mothers, who pushed us to always be around each other. What if what | thought was


    love was nothing but an idea nted in our heads by our mothers? A fantasy they had no business pushing on


    1. us.


    If it wasn’t for the constant pushing, would we have gotten together? Would we have started dating? The answer is probably a


    big fucking NO.


    “Rowan, are you still there?”


    | shake my head against the thoughts. None of that mattered. What matters is what | feel for Ava, and it’s bigger, stronger, and


    more than I’ve ever felt for Emma.


    “Yeah, | just got lost in thoughts for a minute,” | reply


    “Right,” he says, drugs the words out. “I’ve got shit to do; I''ll talk to youter.”


    “Sure”


    It wasn’t even ten minutes after we hung up that | got another phone call. | don’t recognize the number, but | pick it up anyway.


    “Rowan, it’s Calvin.” I’m surprised, but the urgency in his voice catches my


    attention.


    “What happened?”


    “It''s Ava; she’s unconscious.”


    | don’t wait for him to finish his sentence. | hang up the phone and rush out of the door. | could hear Noah calling me, but right


    now my mind was fully focused


    My heart was gripped in a tight fist as scenario after scenario of the worst yed in my mind. I’m not afraid of admitting that |


    was fucking scared.


    The drive is a blur, and without even realizing it, | arrive at Calvin’s home. | pull out my number and dial his number.


    “Where are you?” | asked immediately, not caring to conceal my fear.


    “At Ava''s old house.”


    I rush there and find the door open.


    “In here,” Calvin’s voice calls out.


    | move quickly and climb up the stairs. | head on over to the master bedroom to find him seated at the edge of the bed, with Ava


    lying unconscious.


    “What the fuck happened?” | yelled, crossing the short distance towards Ava. She was so still, and that fucking scared me.


    “| don’t fucking know. She asked


    the house, and | told her it was hers. Then


    she asked for a key, and | gave it to her. It’s only after about forty minutes that I


    She''d said she would pass by to say


    realized that she hadn''t been back be goodbye. | came to check on her and found her 2dr ?


    on the floor, unconscious.”


    After his exnation, | ignored him. My focus is wholly on Ava.


    | try calling her name, but she doesn’t wholly on Ava.


    le wound, but that couldn’t be said about internal


    respond. My fear spikes even more at that.


    There wasn’t any


    damaged.


    | pull out my phone about to call an ambnce. | don’t understand why Calvin


    hadn''t done that in the fo


    fucking ce.


    The operator had just picked up when Ava’ upright with a gasp.


    open and she bolted


    a few calming breaths, her eyes


    | hang up the phone and stare at Ava. Afte turned to me, and they were liquid fire. She was way beyond pissed. If she could get


    away with murder, | would be long dead.


    sheel


    “You fucking lied to me!” she screams, getting up from the bed. “We are divorced!”


    Fuck. | knew this day woulde, b


    | was still not prepared for her


    anger.