Chapter Sixty Nine
KYLE'S POV
I thought I could do this- you know, spend a few hours with the woman threading in every drop of blood circulation in my heart and heart, without keeling over to my feelings but the closer the hours got, the more in doubt I was growing. If Valentin had it right, Ava has arrived in New York and apparently not alone. Why was it that the asshole always won? He seemed to be so good at taking everything away from me. I was certain with time I could let go,maybe move on with my life but how can I do that if I'm always going to be scared of somebody taking that away from me?
I took a long draft of smoke from the cigarette lounged between my index and middle finger while sitting outside my house. I can't exactly feel the cold biting into my face because of my stray
