Ava
I stood beside my mother in the quiet corridor, arms wrapped around myself as if they could contain all the ache threatening to spill. The nurse had left moments ago, her voice still echoing in my ears. “He said he doesn’t want to see Ava.”
Why?
Why not me?
I looked up at Mom, my voice barely a whisper. “Mom…”
She turned to me, concern softening her features.
“Why doesn’t Caspian want to see me?” My voice cracked with the weight of it. “What did I do so wrong?”
She exhaled, brushing a stray curl behind my ear. “You didn’t do anything wrong, baby. Just let him be for now, okay? He’s been through a lot. He probably has a storm in his head he needs to quiet down.”
I nodded, even though it didn’t make the lump in my throat disappear. I bit my lip and turned away, drifting toward th
