C85 Her Ex-husband?

Damon's POV

"Do you want me to get you anything else?" a purple-haired waitress asked as she brought me a cup of coffee.

"No, I'm alright," I answered, my eyes fixed on my phone, staring at Ava's contact.

It had been a week, and Ava's number was still switched off. Something was wrong—I could feel it.

I couldn’t believe she changed her line and ghosted me without saying anything..