Ava’s POV

The tension between all of us felt like a thunderstorm about to break. Chloe stood motionless in the driveway, arms crossed, her eyes darting between me, Orion and Holly.

I leaned against the wall, silent but watching. I could feel her anger simmering beneath the surface. This is so good. I looked at Holly and couldn’t help the smile that threatened to tear my lips apart.

Holly took a deep breath, schooling her expression into calm authority. “Miss Chloe,” she said, her voice steady. “You won’t be going with them.”

Chloe’s eyes narrowed. “Excuse me?”

Holly smiled, but there was no warmth in it. “You heard me. Why...