Chapter 211
- Ava’s POV
- "I can't," I said, my voice quiet but unyielding. The adrenaline from my confrontation with Frederick had faded, leaving behind a cold, hard clarity. "I'm sorry, Dianna. But I can't."
- She flinched as if I’d slapped her. "Please, Ava," she begged, her hands clutching my arm. "It was a mistake. I was jealous of you, of what you have with him. I never thought—"