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Chapter Eleven: Victoria's games

Author: Priscilla G
last update publish date: 2026-10-22 23:27:43

Ava's Pov

Damian was already sitting beside Lily's bed, listening as she explained why strawberry cupcakes were better than chocolate ones.

For one brief moment, I allowed myself to feel relieved.

I didn't know then that the next few minutes would hurt worse than almost anything that had come before.

I was still thinking about what the doctor might say,whether the treatment was working, whether the numbers had improved,when I turned the corner and walked straight into Victoria.

The collision wa
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