Chapter Fifty - One

Chapter Fifty - One

Ava's POV

The father of my baby.

I knew that face by my heart and memories.

It was him.

There was no mistake. He Was the father of my baby.

His face was familiar and unfamiliar at the same time.

How the hell? How could this be possible? What was the possibility? What?

I didn't even realise when I became a statue and started staring at him like he was the center of my world. Everything faded except for him. All memories of that night rushed to the front of my mind and began replaying like it was happening right in front of my eyes.

His approach.

His flirting.

His touch. His words.

And everything ...

I stayed rooted at my place, right at the entrance, shocked and frozen at seeing the face of him. Looking directly at him. While he stared back at me with what I call a mixture of confusion, curiosity and unrecognizable. He was staring at me like he did not remember me, or that night. The night that caused the tsunami in my life.