LISA MOORE'S APARTMENT
Lisa walked into the dining room as Ava set the table. Taking a seat, she took a deep breath.
"What's up?" Ava asked, noticing her mood.
The tension in Lisa’s voice was unmistakable as she responded. "Turned out I was right, Ava. My father is definitely up to something."
Ava raised an eyebrow. "What do you mean? What’s he done now?"
Lisa took another deep breath to calm her nerves before speaking. "I confronted him about Benjamin’s sudden, stupid statement about us being engaged."
Ava gasped. "And?"
"And," Lisa said, her voice dripping with sarcasm, "it turns out this whole thing was his idea after all. Benjamin didn’t just say those things to me for nothing—he was encouraged by my father."
Ava’s shock was evident. "Wait. Your dad orchestrated this? Why? He’s
