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Why the fuck did everyone want to talk about her? Was it Torture Alex with Ava’s Name day?
And an Ava who doesn’t trust or believe in love…well, that’s not really Ava, is it?”
London. Another city, another country, another continent. She would be thousands of miles away from me.
I tuned her out, my heart beating a desperate, lonely rhythm in my chest. The plane had left. Ava was gone.
Stay strong. I’d survived multiple murder attempts. I conquered my aquaphobia. I could talk to the man who broke my heart without falling apart.
I think of how stupid I was for falling for you and how you must’ve laughed at me when I told you I loved you.
But I will earn your forgiveness one day, and you are mine. Always. No matter how much time or distance separates us.”
“Alex Volkov doesn’t get hurt. He does the hurting.”
I hadn’t realized he’d kept a copy from the photo booth. Why would I need photos? For the memories. To remember people and events? I don’t need photos for that.
I knew what he would say next, and I was nowhere near ready to hear it. “Don’t.”
“I never claimed to be Prince Charming, and my love isn’t a fairy-tale type of love. I’m a fucked-up person with fucked-up morals. I won’t write you poems or serenade you beneath the moonlight. But you are the only woman I have eyes for. Your enemies are my enemies, your friends are my friends, and if you wanted, I would burn down the world for you.”
“Win you back. No matter how long it takes.”
“…special performance. Please put your hands together for Alex Volkov!” This was maddening. Had something—wait, what?
“Then someone came into my life and upended everything I thought I knew. She was everything I wasn’t—purehearted, trusting, optimistic. She showed me the beauty that existed in this world, and through her, I learned the power of faith. Joy. Love. But I’m afraid I’ve tainted her with my untruths, and I’m hoping, with all my heart, that one day she’ll find her way out of the darkness and into the light again.”
Because the voice that came out and filled the room? It was the most beautiful thing I’d ever heard.
He never said anything, but I’d caught the hurt and pain in his eyes.
I missed it. I missed him. Even though I’d seen Alex every day for the past year, it wasn’t the same as touching him and actually being with him.
