AVA CLAYTON
I let out a heavy sigh, staring up at the ceiling.
"No, Ava!" Lucas yelled, glaring at me. "I am done with this s**t, you understand? I am done! We're leaving this place right now. Pack your damned bags."
"I won't," I said, frowning at him. "It's my bestfriend's wedding, Lucas. I--"
"Stop," he snapped, stepping closer to me. The way he was looking at me made me step back. "Where the hell was this bestfriend until two days ago? When you needed a shoulder to cry on? He wasn't there, Ava. I was! You get that?" He pointed a finger at me, and I backed into the wall. "I never asked you about anything, Ava. I saw you, and I decided I want to be with you. I gave you respect, love, care, and everything else. I gave you all of me, without once questioning your past. I never asked wh
