Ava’s POV

Moving day came faster than I expected.

I woke up to the sound of Charlotte banging on my door, her voice too energetic for the early morning.

How can she be chirpy so early in the morning?

“Rise and shine, apartment owner! Time to move your broke ass out of here!”

I groaned, burying my face in my pillow. “Five more minutes.”

“Nope.” She yanked my blanket away. “We have a lot to do. Logan’s coming soon, and if he sees you drooling on your ...