CHAPTER TWELVE

TYLER'S POV

We finally arrived at Avery's house and we immediately went to the kitchen to prepare for our dinner but I stopped her.

"I need to take care of your wounds first. Let me prepare our dinner instead, right after I'm done tending your wounds."

Avery remained quiet and just went to her room and took the first aid kit. While I was looking at her, she seems bothered and lost to her deep thoughts.

"Hey, you okay?"

"Maybe that's the reason why Sasha keeps on asking me about my plans lately, it's because she tells Mr. Morgia to whatever step we will make."

"We heard about it too."

She bowed down her head while I was still tending some of here bruises and little scratches.

"Tyler?"

"Yes?"

"I just want to say thank you, for saving me."

"No worries. I was just fulfilling my promise."

Avery smiled and I was still continuing on tending her wounds.

"I also wanted to say sorry."

"Sorry? For what?"

"For putting the blame on you from my parents' death."