(Ava’s POV)
The restless night passed in a blur of tangled thoughts and emotions. I couldn’t stop thinking about the kiss Dominic and I had shared. My lips still tingled from the memory of it, and the way he had looked at me left me more confused than ever. I tossed and turned, unable to find peace. Was it just a fleeting moment, or did it mean something more? Did it change anything between us?
By the time morning light crept through my window, I hadn’t slept at all. The fatigue settled heavily in my bones, but I forced myself to get up. Surprisingly, my leg felt better—I could limp without the crutches now, which was a small victory in the midst of the chaos in my head.
I made my way downstairs, the aroma of freshly brewed coffee and something sweet filling the air. Mara, Dominic’s coo
