Elise's pov

I froze, my hands still gripping the wet paper towels, watching Victoria's reflection in the mirror as she locked the bathroom door behind her with a decisive click.

"What are you doing?" I asked, trying to keep my voice steady.

"We need to have a little chat. Woman to woman." Victoria leaned against the door, arms crossed, that predatory smile never faltering. "Away from protective boyfriends and prying eyes."

"I don't have anything to say to you."

My mind kept ...