Chapter 90

• CORNELL'S POV.
• “Fucking hell!” I snapped. Slamming the door as soon as I walked into the room, I could see the confusion on Claire's face. She looked a little startled, but then I knew I cared less about her emotions at the moment.
• “What's wrong? Is there anything I can do to help? You don't look too good, she asked, but I ignored her words, swallowing hard and signing out loud, resting my head against the couch. I felt disturbed thinking about Ava's last words. She couldn't possibly be serious about it.