Chapter One Hundred and Six

Ayva’s POV

I spent half of the day arranging my closet and the other boxes that contained my belongings. By the time I was done the night had set and my whole body ached.

I lay on my bed with all limbs sprawled out, staring up at the ceiling. A deep shaky breath escaped my lips as I thought of the event of the previous day.

Had I been too harsh on him?

Was that the reason why he never tried to call or text me after I left yesterday?

As if the universe heard my worries, my phone started to vibrate next to me and my heart skipped a beat. In a flash it was in my hands and upon looking at the screen to confirm the caller ID, my expression fell.

It was Olivia. I felt terrible that I wasn’t too thrilled by my best friend’s call. I hadn’t spoken to her in two days so I should be happy she’d called. I should be happy to speak to her but I wasn’t and that made me feel guilty.

I tried to put a smile on my face before swiping answer.

“Hey Liv,” I tried to sound cheerful, I didn’t want her