Caroline's POV
"Caroline Bennett. I need to speak with you."
I froze at the sound of that voice. Turning slowly in my seat, I saw Ella Howard, her well-kept hand resting on her still-flat stomach.She wore an expensive designer outfit.
"You've got some nerve showing up here, you snake," Ava snapped, jumping to her feet.
"Caroline, please," Ella's voice turned soft, her eyes filling with tears. "If it wasn't important, I wouldn't come to you like this. But please, just give me five minutes."
"Don't believe her," Ava warned. "She's been planning this for days. Ryan told me she's been asking where you eat lunch."
I sighed deeply. "It's okay, Ava. Let's hear what she has to say. I'd rather handle this now than have her following me around Harbor Bay."
Ella quickly sat down beside me, her
