(Ava’s POV)
The conversation with Caleb echoed in my mind long after I left him standing there, his words like a sharp blade lodged in my chest. It felt as though the ground beneath me had been ripped away, leaving me to float in a sea of confusion and hurt. I thought I was strong enough to deal with everything that had happened—the betrayal, the rejection, the loss—but in that moment, I felt as fragile as glass.
I had tried to move past Caleb, tried to convince myself that he wasn’t worth my time or my emotions, but the truth was, I still cared. Part of me always would. And that made it harder to ignore the doubts creeping in. What if he was right? What if Dominic would eventually discard me like Caleb had?
I shoved the thought to the back of my mind, trying to focus on anything other
