Chapter 22

Ava

It had been another exhausting day, filled with subtle jabs and hostile glares from Clara and Davies. I sighed, wiping my forehead with the back of my hand as I continued preparing lunch for Liam.

Suddenly, I heard footsteps behind me and swiftly pivoted to see that it was Tamy who slipped quietly into the kitchen. Her expression was grave, and I could tell she had something important to say.

“Ava,” Tamy whispered, glancing nervously over her shoulder to make sure we were alone. “I need to talk to you.”

I put down the dish I was holding and turned to face her, concern etching my features. “What’s wrong, Tamy?”

She took a deep breath, her voice trembling slightly. “You need to be careful, Ava. Uncle John… he’s not what he seems. He’s sly"

My heart skipped a beat. “What do you mean?”

She glanced around to make sure we were alone. "I need to warn you about Uncle John. He’s dangerous. He’ll do anything to get rid of you."

Tamy looked around the room again, then leaned i