Ava’s POV
Sarah turned to follow Andrew right after she dropped that bomb on me.
My heart was pounding dangerously loud against my ribcage. It beat so hard I thought it might break out through my sternum and deposit itself on the floor between Ethan and I.
I was standing there, frozen as I watched Sarah and Andrew’s retreating bodies head towards a big black luxurious SUV idling in the road in front of the house.
It took me a while to snap out of my initial shock, but when I did, I rushed out of the house and down the steps after them.
My bunny slippers shuffled against the pavement, but I caught up to Sarah just before she got into the car with Andrew.
“What are you talking about?” I demanded, catching her wrist in my hand to keep her from going anywhere.
She turned to look a
