Ava had a lot of things to talk to him about.
She was angry.
Hell, she was boiling.
She could feel herself exploding anytime soon.
Even the snow underneath her boots melted as she walked on them. She could feel her temperature grow by the second. She closed her eyes and opened the door. Without waiting for Matthew's invitation, she let herself in.
"I am leaving." Those were the only words that came out of her mouth. After all the things that she thought she would say, starting from her irritation to her anger to his soon to be wife, everything vanished the moment she saw him, half naked fixing a large motorbike.
First and foremost, why does he always remove his shirt when fixing things?
Was it because they were too expensive for oil and grease? Irritation flickered inside her like a damn firecracker.
"Why?" he put the tools down.
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-Mitch