Chapter Nine

Tyler boarded a cab to Ava's. He alighted from the cab after a few minutes. He stood in front of a luxurious penthouse. Tyler stared at the tall building and then he looked down to his tattered shoes.

He heaved a sigh. Ava is like an icon, and that depicts the kind of people that'll be attending her birthday party. Ava is a sassy lady, and everyone who's close to her dines on the same table, except Tyler.

"I hope I don't get judged because of my outfit" Tyler muttered beneath his breath.

His shirt - was slightly drenched with rain, and his brown hair - was disheveled as it sprouted lazily across his forehead. A haircut won't hurt Tyler.

He clutched the bag in his head and ascended the stairs, heading to the entrance. He arrived in the long hallway. A few people in sight - each minding their business. The address Ava sent asked that he goes to the second floor of the building. Tyler's eyes skimmed around the hallway and he saw a door, leading to an elevator. His eyebrows creased, a