EP 78.

Reynolds' pov.

"What did you mean by that?" I demanded, but before I could receive an answer, another burst of laughter escaped her lips, fueling my frustration to its breaking point.

With a surge of determination, I lunged towards her, my hands outstretched in the direction of her neck. As if on cue, the door swung open, revealing Ava's sudden entrance into the room.

Her expression betrayed a flicker of surprise, quickly masked behind a veil of composure.

However, I caught a glimpse of her true emotions as she involuntarily flinched at the scene unfolding before her.

"Ava, perfect timing, come over here," I beckoned, my tone betraying a sense of urgency.

"I'm sorry, I really should go check on Adora... There are things I need to take care of," Ava responded, her words dripping with insincerity.

The more she spoke, the more apparent it became that she was hiding something. Her excuses grated on my nerves, fueling my suspicion that she was up to no good.

Despite her attempts to play