Larry's House,

Hilda frowned upon Ava's return, she furrowed her brows deeply that it could kill a fly.

“What happened to your face, why is it so red and swollen?” Hilda asked, pulling Ava to sit with her.

Ava remained silent, tears welling up in her eyes. Anger, hatred and jealousy filled in her chest.

“Ava dear, mom is asking you, who did this to you? Who did this to my daughter?” Hilda said, impatience written on her face.

“Who else? It's that slut! ...