AVA TROCELLI P.O.V
WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU, AVA?
You couldn't accept that you're jealous and instead you go and f**k it all.
Sobering up, I caught his elbow as he walked out of the grocery store with the cart.
"Marc, I am sorry." I said hoarsely as I stepped in front of him and wrapped my arms around him. "I didn't mean that."
"It's alright, Ava." He answered quietly, moving away and turning his attention to the rest of our item still in the cart.
It was a quiet walk back to the car.
I couldn't take it.
"I'm sorry, okay?" I finally blurted out, stopping in the middle of the parking lot, staring at his retreating back, gripping the cart tightly. "I didn't mean what I said."
He slowed down his steps until he finally halted but he didn't turn around to face me.
I didn't c
