Avery’s P.O.V. (Continued)
He slowly released me from his embrace and wiped my face, just like he used to do in the past whenever I felt low or cried. “You are a grown woman now who can live alone without me for more than five years, and yet here you are crying like a child. When will you grow up?” He scolded me while wiping my face, and I blushed in embarrassment.
We heard a light giggle that made me look in that direction. That was when I realized that Victoria was still there. I blushed harder in embarrassment but glared at her. “What??? He… he called you a grown woman and a child in the same sentence… isn’t it funny?” she said while looking at me teasingly.
“You need to go to the washroom, kiddo,” Dave said to me in a calm but aloof tone. He didn’t like to interact with strangers. “
