CHAPTER 117: Is It Truly Perfect?

Ava's POV

“Goodbye, Ava...” His words resonated through the room, and I didn't look up. I couldn't see him leave.

I closed my eyes, biting my lips hard and ignoring the urge to look up at him.

I couldn't bear to see his face, nor his back or any part of him. But as his feet disappeared through the door and time passed, I regretted my decision. I should have looked it up.

I should have stolen one last glance or begged him not to leave but I couldn't do any of that, and now he was gone.

I had heard the sound of his feet as he shuffled out of the room but by the time I looked up, he was gone.

My heart cramped, the pain coursed through me, and even though I didn't want to, I couldn't help it as the pain shot through my body, and my eyes filled up with tears.

Tears streamed down my face like rain dropping from the sky. I couldn't stop myself as they just ran down my cheeks. My heart felt like a thousand feet had stomped on it, leaving a raw ache that pierced through my entire body.

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