s subsided, replaced by an unnerving calm. The trembling in h

ds her. Carter Knight's jaw went slack. Blair Sterling's perfectly painted smile froze. An

bling to his feet. "What..

agne bottles, the casual opulence, the smug faces now etched with shock. She walked direc

any emotion. "DoorDash. You taught me to a

s, but he was too slow. In one fluid motion, Ava pulled out the container of s

ont of Spencer's crisp, white button-down shirt. Hot, red sauce and chu

She poured the dark red liquid directly over Blair's head. It streamed through her salon-perfe

rom Blair's throat. The

wine. "My kiss," she said, her voice cutting through the noise, "I'll j

he words hang in the

, her head held high. It wasn't until she was outside, the cold night air hitting her face, that her legs began to s

ther waking hour at the hospital, reading to her grandmother. She didn't get any calls or texts from Spencer. She hadn't exp

ley pulled up silently beside her. The passenger door opened, and a man in a tailored gray suit and white gloves

head slightly.

hand tightening

r Carlisle, would like

on, a more powerful, more humiliating version of what Blair had tried to do. But the man's demeanor wasn't threatening. It was unne