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Oh. My. God. Puck rushed out of her home like a bat flying out of hell. Ava stared at his back as he stomped out of the kitchen. She followed him as he threw the door open and stormed out. Unbelievable. Reflexively, she closed the door behind him, pieces of her heart breaking off and falling to the ground as she stiffly made her way back into the kitchen.
The first real argument they had, and he walked out on her. Dumped her again. Yes, she had given him an ultimatum. He was correct in that assessment, and maybe that hadn’t been the right tactic to take, but her anger was justifiable. Who deserted someone after they got upset over something legitimately upsetting? He’d threatened to hurt the shop. The shop her father slaved over. Granted, her relationship with him wasn’t close, but th
