Chapter Fifty-Five - Ava

My sister sat down on the bed as I scrolled through my emails. Bree had emailed me a few ideas for the gallery but I wasn’t in the mood to look at them. My mind raced with what-ifs. Fletcher’s dad being hurt was shocking. It seemed like a bulldozer couldn’t take him down. “Are you leaving?” I asked Charlotte. She nodded. “Yeah, I need to go to the office and let them know I’m alive. I have a question. What do you think of Duke?” I smiled. “That he has the hots for you.” She snorted. “Yeah, well, he’s a brute. And…” “Handsome,” I interjected. “He’s really handsome.” Charlotte sighed. “You know how I feel about brutes, Ava.” I shifted so that I was leaning back against the headboard. “You’re skeptical because of his job and how much money he makes.” She laughed. “Sue me for wanting a man that does well in life.” “He gets paid well. It’s an underground ring and it’s dangerous,” I said. “Which is exactly why you don’t want me here.” Charlotte cut her eyes at me. “He asked me out