"Alright. Go to work!"

"Yeah." Avery grabbed her purse and jacket and headed out.

The temperature in Bridgedale had dropped drastically as though they had skipped autumn and went straight into winter.

She went into the car and gave Wilson the address of her destination.

"Miss Tate, have you made peace with Hayden?"

"Not yet. I was out of line and if I was him, I would still be mad as well," Avery said casually. "He likes chestnuts so let's buy some on our way back in the evening."

"Yeah. Last night, he was the one who said he wanted to go to the drug store," Wilson said. "I didn't realize it last night but after thinking about it, I realized that he went to the drug store not because his cheek hurt, but because he didn't want you to feel overly guilty if it gets swollen."

Avery felt even worse when Wilson said.

"Miss Tate, I know you didn't mean to hit him. It's just too hard for you to be stuck between Elliot and Hayden. No one on earth can handle their career and family affai