Chapter 7: I hate you.
Ding-Dong...
The doorbell echoed through the house.
Ava's heart skipped a beat as she opened the door and saw Dylan standing tall outside with a bouquet in his hands. The pain, the betrayal, and the devastation he had caused her family flashed in the back of her mind in rapid succession.
She had sworn to stay as far away from him as possible, no matter what. Yet, here he was, standing in front of her like a ghost from her nightmares. The sight of him left her momentarily speechless.
This was the man she once loved, but now, she didn't want to see him. Bile rose to her throat.
Before she could slam the door shut on his face, Dylan shoved the bouquet toward her. "This is for you."
Ava fumbled with the flowers, shocked and unsure how to react.
'He bought me flowers!' Her eyeballs were ready to pop out as she gazed at the pretty, colorful roses in her hands.
The absurdity of it hit her like a slap. In all their time together, he had never once shown her such affection, not even the pretense of it. What game was he playing now?
Her gaze flickered from the bouquet to his face, her mouth slightly open as she couldn't process what was happening.
Dylan shifted uncomfortably, adjusting his tie. He had never bought anything for her before, let alone giving her flowers. It wasn't his style, and he wouldn't have done it if it weren't for Justin's advice.