That was all that was on his mind, making it up to Sophia.
He was baffled when Ava asked him if he'd like to be her date. How dare she?
She was partially responsible for the mess he was in.
He glared at her, pulling her over to a private room so they could speak.
"STOP!" He yelled.
"Stop with all your silly antics, Ava, just stop," he said, his tone void.
"If this is your way of making me fall in love with you it won't work."
"Trying to shoo away my partner-in-crime will not work either."
"So stop. Just stop whatever else you're planning."
"Before I'll have to make you leave Beldovia."
"Because I will if you continue," Nicholas said, exuding an aura of intensifying rage.
She wasn't the one to blame, but he couldn't help it. He knew she did it purposefully; he knew her.
"As you said, you knew me since I was little. But that'd also mean I know you."