Ever since the kidnapping and torture, followed by breaking up with Steve over it as well, a lot of things changed for Avery. She moved out of the small house she lived in and to a small bungalow by the beach. Well, bungalow was lightly put, considering it looked like a run down shack more than anything else. She bought it though, and owned it in it’s entirety, plus it had the basic things she needed in life, and with whatever she earned, she could upgrade it bit by bit and make it her own safe haven.
After about a month since the move, during which she did one or two small things to keep the money coming in, she got contracted to photograph a big event. There was lots of money in play for her, so she accepted, even though she avoided big groups and gatherings as of late.
The venue was beautiful, by the ocean, full with people, most of them looking like they had enough money to buy the whole island, even more waiting staff, cooks who prepared meals in the open, and a few familiar faces. Avery could have sworn she saw Danny somewhere in the crowd as she took photos, and if Danny was there, Steve wasn’t too far either. Surely enough, she spotted him, a brunette in his arms as they kissed. Well, it looked like he managed to move on from the breakup pretty fast. Sighing to herself, Avery moved away from the pair, trying to focus on her job.
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