A sedan pulled up beside her, and the window on the passenger's side rolled down, revealing a girl sticking her head out.
"Sister Titus, do you want a lift?"
Titus Zane looked puzzled at the girl, feeling that she seemed familiar but couldn't recall where she had seen her before.
Just as she was trying hard to remember, a familiar face entered her line of sight from the driver's seat.
Logan Ray was holding the steering wheel, his face expressionless, eyes fixed ahead.
Titus Zane's heart tightened, feeling as if it was being tightly grasped, and her breath momentarily halted.
Titus Zane finally remembered that this girl was the one who had called her to pick someone up at the bar that day.
Titus's gaze moved past Ava Charles and settled on Logan Ray's face, as if forgetting Ava's existence.
"Sister Titus?"
Ava Charles raised her voice slightly.
Titus came back to her senses and tried to curve her lips, "No need, thank you."
