“I’m not married to that prick and I sure as hell am not Mrs. anything. I’m only twenty-one, for God’s sake.” The sudden tension in the room slaps me across the face and I freeze upon catching the note of horror in my parents' expression. “W-what?” I sound terrified to my ears. “What’s wrong?” Eli’s gaze that could rival Antarctica’s frozen landscapes falls on me. “You turned twenty-three a few months ago and we’ve been married for over two years, Ava.”
Oh shit
