CHAPTER SIXTY-THREE
AVA’S POV
My heart thumped so fast and so loud, I feared someone could hear me from miles away. Thanks to a stranger’s kindness, I was standing outside Mrs. Keller’s front door, arm raised, ready to ring that doorbell. My hand certainly felt heavy but ist weight load was not nearly as enough as the one weighing down on me inside.
“We are doing this,” I whispered underneath my breath, trying to restore inside myself some motivation,” Just walk in there and tell her everything,”
“Ava?” The familiar voice behind me had me struck still for a second before I turned around,a calm smile on my face.
“Bruce,”
“W-What are you doing here?” He asked, shifting awkwardly on his feet. After our last not-very friendly interaction, it was bound to be very awkward.
“Not that it
