Lila's POV
"I've hired someone," my mother said over breakfast, as if she were announcing a new caterer for the Christmas party.
"Hired someone for what?"
"To look into her. The strategist." She said the word the way other people said stray cat. "Amara Daniels. Someone should know exactly who Ethan's letting into his life."
I set my coffee down harder than I meant to. "Mom. No."
"Excuse me?"
"I said no. Don't do this."
Her eyebrows rose in that particular arc that meant I had exactly one more sentence before she stopped listening. "I wasn't aware I needed your permission."
"You don't need my permission. I'm asking you not to do it anyway."
"Lila." She set her own cup down, patient in the way she got right before she said something devastating. "That woman humiliated the entire Van
