mumble, pushing back my chair.
Outside, the night is cool. I pace the driveway, rubbing my temples. What the hell is happening? How do I tell Mom? Can I tell her? She’s finally happy—truly happy—after years of loneliness. And now this?
The door creaks. Footsteps follow me.
“Ava,” Aaron says softly.
I whirl around. “Don’t you dare say my name.”
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