ARIA’S POV

I walked out with pride, my shoulders raised high. For the first time in days, I felt fulfilled. I wished I had hit her more, but hey, I wouldn’t want to kill Liam’s mistress.

As I entered the room, I started my little happy dance. Alora’s battered face replayed in my mind, and trust me, it was a thrill. Just then, the door swung open, and my little dance ended. I turned to see Eva standing there with her hands on her waist.

“See you’re in the mood,” she said as she ...