Zara was stuffed with all sorts of thoughts both weirs and messy ones. In a gist, her whole head was a mix of messy hits which had no head nor tail. Hayley having planned everything out in such a short span of time was not something she could believe so easily.

“Ava...don’t you think we are exaggerating everything?? What if nothing we thought was what it was?? What if this bracelet was just a lovely gift from her??” Zara raised a valid question in a suspicious tone.

“Good question. Even I had thought the same before I reached the conclusion. And coming to the answer, it's there in the scribbling...