Chapter 90: The break Down

Ava's POV

Miguel recoiled, and his eyes broadened as he took in my words. Pain flashed across his face, then confusion. He furrowed his brows as he stared blankly at me for a minute before lowering his gaze to the floor.

When he finally looked at me again, a few minutes passed, and his eyes were red like hot coals. He shook his head like he could read my mind or knew what I was thinking.

There was pain etched in his gaze, “Ava—” he began, taking one step towards me, but that was as much as I could allow.

“Don’t!” I exclaimed, pressing my back against the wall like I could slip through it to the other side.

“Don’t take another step. Whatever you want to say to me. I don't want to hear it,” I clenched my jaw, and my body trembled as the rage coursed through my veins.

“Please, Ava,” another step was met by my glare.

I yelled at the top of my lungs, “I know what you did, Miguel. Don't you get it? You're the last person I want to see or even be around right now!”

My words were laced wit