Ava's Pov:
I tried to work.
I really did.
The laptop was open, my notes were right in front of me, and I even managed to type a few lines that actually made sense, but my mind wasn't steady enough to stay there. Every few minutes, I found myself glancing at my phone.
That number sat in my head.
I leaned back against the headboard, exhaling slowly as I stared at the ceiling.
Maybe I should just call…..maybe it would be nothing, or maybe it would be something.
That was the problem. I didn't know which one scared me more.
What if I was holding onto something that was long gone? I had been at war with myself for years but I learnt to distract myself. But I really did want to talk to her….
I reached for my phone before I could overthink it again. My thumb hovered over her name for a second, then I pressed it.
The ringing started immediately.
