"Ugh…" Ava spun halfway around and collapsed into Lucas's arms, tears streaming down her face. "Lucas, it hurts so much…"
No one saw the venom in her eyes. If looks could kill, Mia would've been dead.
A vein pulsed on Lucas's forehead. His head was pounding. "Mia, what did you do now?"
Mia casually waved her phone in front of him. On the screen was a collage of couple photos—ones Ava had sent.
"She knew you had a girlfriend and still threw herself at you. Then she sent me these pictures like she was proud of it. Tell me, doesn't a woman like that deserve a slap?"
In her past life, Mia had been so devastated by those photos she'd thrown up blood. But to protect her relationship with Lucas, she had swallowed her pain and said nothing.
She knew what Ava was doing—trying to provoke her i
