*Ava’s POV*

“Honestly, I wanted to stay mad at Seymore. I spent the day fuming over his attempt to control me. I could justify my anger, especially after years of putting up with Conner’s controlling ways. The man had followed me home, begging for me to talk to him. I felt good about leaving him on the stoop, sulking in his guilt. Then I opened my door and saw the flowers all over my condo. Not just any flower, but lilacs.”

“Where’s Seymore?” Ellie had ...