Capítulo 159: The Art of Avoidance (and Failing at It)    

[EVE]

A few days after being discharged from the hospital, I'd been avoiding Cole like he was the taxman during audit season.

It started small: slipping out of rooms the moment I heard his voice, pretending to be engrossed in a very urgent phone call whenever he walked by.

However, it quickly escalated into a full-blown game of hide-and-seek—only I was the one playing both roles.

At Sinclair's mansion, it became a mission. The first time I heard Cole coming down the hallway, I dived behind the couch, narrowly avoiding him as he stepped into the living room.

Victor gave me a bewildered look from across the room but said nothing. I mouthed "emergency" at him, which only made him roll his eyes.