JORDAN
Looking away from Ava, I got up from where I had sat beside her and turned back to the chair behind my desk. The only problem here was that I couldn't sit down, instead, I relaxed my hands on top of the desk. I was a little confused, a little perplexed, a little uneasy. This explained everything.
“Can you excuse me for a moment?” I picked my phone and walked out of the studies. I dialled my mom’s number, not sure why my heart was racing and raging at once.
“When I asked you to get me married, I didn’t ask you to trap helpless people.” I snapped the moment she picked the phone. She sighed, clearly knowing what I was talking about.
“I had no other option.”
“No…No…No. You had a lot of options.”
“Who? Samantha? The same woman who I called and asked to meet but she said she was t
