~Ava's pov~

After leaving Logan's apartment,the air outside was cold but I barely noticed as I dragged my bag down the apartment steps. Every step felt heavier than the last, something inside me was resisting the urge to turn back and go back to Logan.

But I couldn't.

Not after everything that happened.

I needed time to sort out my life first.

I tightened my grip on my duffle bag forcing myself to focus on the road ahead. Charlotte's apartment was only a few minutes' ride away and she ...