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My fists clenched involuntarily, and I felt an overwhelming desire to flee.

I couldn't bear to hear another word.

Though I detested Andrew, I was terrified he might accept Ava's suggestion.

Andrew wavered.

He gently pushed Ava back, his brow furrowed.

"Ava, I..."

Before Andrew could complete his thought, Ava leaned in and kissed him, her eyes closed.

My emotions shifted from anguish to a dull ache.

I observed as Andrew, who initially seemed ready to rebuff her, dropped his hands and reciprocated the kiss.

Andrew, you truly were despicable.

The duration of their embrace felt endless. Eventually, Andrew came to his senses and separated from Ava.

"Ava, you're exhausted. You should return home."

Ava's gaze was still slightly unfocused, but she recognized she shouldn't pressure Andrew further.

She planted a quick, playful kiss on his cheek before departing without protest.

After Ava's exit, Andrew massaged his temples to alleviate his tension.