Tangled

Chapter 96

96 Ava: Life in Westwood (I)

Lucas still calls me every night, but Lisa had helped encourage me to text him yesterday, asking for space, at least until he returns to Westwood.

I’m sure he gets hourly reports from all my guards, but at least I don’t have to worry about playing nice when I’m starting to feel resentful and frustrated, despite knowing I should be grateful for being saved.

I’m grateful to him for a lot. Having guards around should be a small price for all of this. It’s just hard.

“Welcome home!” Lisa exclaims as she flings open the door to her new apartment.

When Lisa said that Lucas had settled her into an

apartment, I’d expected something… I don’t know.

Normal?

This is far from normal.

The luxurious living room has been decorated in some

sort of eclectic, artistic mix of boho wall decor and minimalist furniture, leaving bright, wide open spaces with bright splashes of color and texture on the walls.

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Floor–to–ceiling windows flood the space with natural light, framed by curtains I’m afraid to even touch. How can curtains look so expensive?

A sleek kitchen gleams in the corner, all stainless steel appliances and marble countertops, with white

cabinets that are going to be a terrible experience to keep clean. It’s like the entire apartment was made with maid service in mind.

breathe, running my fingers along the back of

didn’t he?”

don’t hear me,

don’t need a guard dog watching our every move

pierce the sky, glinting in the afternoon

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height. People crowd the streets.

It’s busy.

Novel Grind and

made my own.

From Selene.

been so long since I’ve heard her voice in my head, felt her presence curled around my mind like a contented cat. I keep reaching for her, hoping to brush against

my head any day now, assuming it was a side effect of our bond. I’d hoped it meant Selene was getting closer, that she’d found a way to reach me despite the distance. But as the hours tick by with

insidious and cold.

if something happened to her? What if she’s hurt, or worse? The thought makes my stomach twist, bile rising in

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Life in

absence leaves me feeling only half myself.

against the cool glass, squeezing my eyes shut as if I can will her into existence through sheer desperation. Please, Selene, I

the muted sounds of the

cracks like a whip, jolting me out of

I understand your frustration. But Ava’s safety is our top priority. We can’t take any chances. Not all the Blackwoods are

has me shuddering. Thinking of Mom and Dad makes me want to vomit, but it’s the memories of Todd’s attack that flash behind my eyelids. The

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teeth dug into

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already curled up on the floor, hands over my head, waiting for the

work at my jaw, fighting against the wave of nausea. No,

won’t let anyone make me feel powerless again, not even the man who claims to be -my

me almost want to shy away from the newly bloodthirsty urge in my soul–the one that wants to slaughter anyone who looks at

wrong way.

lot of things, I guess.

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