~Ava's POV~
"Gold Digger or Mastermind? The Calculated Rise of Ava Hale."
I read it twice. Then I put my phone face down on the counter and sat very still for a second.
Not because it hurt. That was weird. A month ago, stuff like that would've destroyed me. Now I felt something different, cold, clear, like the anger finally fit right.
Dominic read it over my shoulder. I felt him go still.
"He really did it," my voice was too low..
"He did."
"I'm not even surprised."
"No." He straightened up. "But we are going to respond."
"I know." I picked the phone back up. "Call Sasha."
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Sasha's first instruction was the same as her last one from the previous session. Don't defend. Don't deny. Reframe.
"The second you start explaining yourself, you've already lost the narrative," she sa
