*Ava*

“W-What?” I sputtered, wrapping my fingers around his wrist, trying to catch a breath of air. He wouldn’t harm me. Not really. Would he?

Carey squeezed my neck tighter. “Don’t act stupid, Ava,” he seethed. “It can’t be a coincidence.

I felt like my eyes were bulging out of my head as I shook it back and forth as fast as I could. Carey’s fingers lightened so I could finally speak.

“What are you talking about, Carey? I ...