Chapter 18: I don’t need your help.

Chapter 18: I don’t need your help.

Ava crumbled onto the bed, her tears spilling over as sadness and frustration intertwined, gripping her chest like a vice. "Why can’t you just let me go?" she muttered. "What should I do?"

Her mind swirled with confusion and despair until a sudden memory flashed—Dylan’s harsh accusation that her father had killed his parents. Ava stopped sobbing. ’Could that really be true?’ she thought, her heart pounding as her brow furrowed in disbelief.

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