Chapter Twenty Two: Narrow Escape

Ava's POV

I walked up the stairs, raking my fingers through my hair while pictures of the events that night flashed through my mind. "I almost died out there. Gosh Mia, how long would you do this for? Not respond to me when I need you?" I turned to the right and spotted a picture of my kids hanging on the wall and hot tears filled my eyes "I miss my babies" wiping my eyes and reminding myself that it wasn't time to cry, I gave each of the images a kiss and turned the knob to my door.

Entering my room, I looked at myself in the full-length mirror and realized how messed up I looked. Putting it accurately, I looked like a tired chicken that fought the devil for its life. Slowly, I began to unbutton my shirt and wondered why I even decided to wear that to begin with. Still standing there, it hit me that Sullivan hadn't sent me a message or called which was highly unusual. I picked up my phone and looked at the time, it was 9:30 "Shit! He calls at 9:20 everyday" I thought out loud as I