Ava’s point of view
"Hmm, I'm not quite sure what you're referring to," I replied, taking a larger sip and swiftly finishing my Margarita.
Curiosity began to creep in as I wondered how he knew that my name wasn't Sally. Did he somehow know that I was actually Ava?
"Sally is quite a terrible alias," Tom chuckled, his warm brown eyes glowing with delight.
"Oh, so you don't approve of my name?" I replied, attempting to maintain a serious and slightly offended expression, even though I was lying through my teeth.
"I can't say whether I like your actual name, but your chosen alias is dreadful," Tom said, laughing softly as he took a sip of his drink, his gaze fixated on me.
I couldn't help but agree, though. Sally was indeed a dreadful fake name. Gloria should have come up with somethin
