Chapter EIGHTY-FOUR

  Avilla’s pov

  I contemplated about telling him about Rohan’s visit.

  He came knocking my door demanding we should talk, I was shocked at his audacity to come close to my house when I specifically told him not to, but if he had something that important to tell me then maybe I should listen to him first.

  The entire conversation went sideways fast, I remember it like it was yesterday.

  There was a knock on my door in the afternoon just two days after Vladimir left to see his father and I wasn’t expecting anybody. Not even Camilla, I got up from the sitting room, paused the show I was watching and went to open the door.

  I regretted that action immediately when I saw who, I tried to close the door but he wedged it with his foot. I wasn’t in the mood to play games with him and I was sure it was written all over my face.

  He barged into my house and I thought to myself, “He is trying if he thinks this would win me back then he is doing an awful job then.”