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“Are you avoiding the question? Because you don’t have to tell me anything you don’t want. All you have to say is you don’t want to talk about it.”
“I don’t want to talk about work.”
“Fair enough. What do you want to talk about then?” Her question is simple but it throws me off guard.
“We can talk about anything but work.”
“Who and when was your last girlfriend?”
“Aren’t you curious?”
“We are supposed to be getting married. I need to know who you are. I don’t need to be caught off guard.”
“It was a long time ago.”
“Why did you guys end it?”
“It’s complicated.”
“How long were you together?”
“I don’t want to talk about my past relationships.”
“How am I supposed to get to know you?”
“People aren’t going to question you about my exes.” I say louder than I should.
“Never mind.” She goes back to eating. At least pretending to eat. She is pushing her food around.
“You need to eat. I need you to be healthy.”
“I lost my appetite. For your information, I’m healthy. Thank you very much.” She pushes her plate forward and starts to stand.
“Sit.” I demand.
“I’m done.”
“I’m not.”
“Are you ordering me to sit and wait until you dismiss me?”
“Yes.”
“Who do you think you are? You don’t own me.”
“Yet for the next year, I do. You will do as I order you to.”
“Fuck you and your orders.” She starts to leave. I stand and she sees my intentions. She breaks into a run. “Stop Ava.” But she doesn’t. “It will only be worse when I catch you.” If she heard me it doesn’t matter. She runs upstairs. I hear her bedroom door slam. If she thinks a little door is protecting her from me, she has completely lost it.
Chapter Twenty-One
Ava
I don’t know why I let him get to me. Running away like a child isn’t going to solve anything. Somehow I know this won’t be a good outcome for me. But he is so irritating. I tried conversations that felt neutral and he dismissed me. I hate doing what people tell me. I hear footsteps. I lock the door just in time. He tries to open it.
“Ava, open the door.” I don’t know why his voice is so paralyzing. “Now.” I stand in place hoping he will go away. “This will go better if you open the door and not me.”
“Go away, I’m not opening the door.” I scream.
