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..
