Lisa was still trying to get a grip on herself when her phone started ringing. She glanced at the screen—her mother was calling.
Her stomach twisted. Of course she’s seen it.
Lisa clenched her jaw and ignored the call. She could already imagine the conversation—her mother’s sharp tone, the disappointment laced with concern, the inevitable “What were you thinking, Lisa?”
She didn’t have the strength for that right now.
A second later, her phone rang again. She groaned in frustration, snatching it up. “What?” she snapped before realizing it wasn’t her mother—it was Ava.
Lisa exhaled and answered, pressing her fingers against her temple. “Ava…”
“Where are you?” Ava’s voice was tense, urgent.
Lisa closed her eyes. “In my office.”
“Have you seen yourself trending on social media?”
Lisa
