Deric

The sheets were warm and tangled around Ava’s legs, her hair fanned out across the pillow like flames. Her chest rose and fell softly in sleep, while I felt my anger boiling in my gut. I sat at the edge of the bed, bare except for my underwear, phone clenched tight in my hand as I stared at the last message I’d sent.

Still no reply.

Elyra had read it. I saw the damn read receipt. But nothing. Not a single word back. My thumb hovered over the ...