~Ava's POV~
"Ava, he's not safe. I'm scared of him."
That was Lily. But first, I had four hours to make sure my father's press conference landed on deaf ears.
Four hours.
I sat with Dana's information for exactly thirty seconds, then I started moving.
Silas Hale was going to stand in front of every camera in Manhattan and paint me as a victim. Not because he cared about me. He hadn't cared about me in years, maybe ever. He was going to do it because a victimized daughter was more sympathetic than a disowned one. It reset the entire narrative. It made him the worried father and Dominic the predator who'd swooped in on a vulnerable woman the night her life fell apart.
It was clever. It was nasty. It was so him that a part of me kinda respected the skill behind it.
I didn't waste time
