Chapter Seventeen - Ava

Charlotte thought I was missing. My stomach churned with anxiety as I walked toward our suite. I should have manned up and told her the truth. She thought I was lost? Kidnapped? Dead? How insensitive had I been ignoring my only sister’s calls? I rushed toward the elevators, noticing it was on the tenth floor. I stepped back and let my head rest against the opposing wall. Now my face was plastered all over the national news. I didn’t even want to know how she pulled that off so easily. It’d only been a few days. But I couldn’t remember the last time we’d gone this long without speaking. And after I was supposed to go on a date for her? She was most likely scared to death. Maybe she’d show up at one of Fletcher’s family’s restaurants? Did she feel well enough to do anything right now? Surely she’d finally kicked the flu? The elevator dinged and several people walked onto the lobby floor. I slid inside and leaned against the corner of the glass wall. I’d been ready for my steak unti