Grace - POV
Ava’s childish behavior was grating on my nerves. As she stood there in front of Grayson, demanding his attention, I could see the tension rising in his shoulders. He hated being pulled into her theatrics, but there was no easy escape from the web she wove.
“Grayson doesn’t need to be bothered with this. I’ll take you to the hospital, Ava,” I said, stepping forward. My voice was calm, but the tension beneath my words was unmistakable. I could feel Grayson’s gaze flicker toward me, a silent question in his eyes.
Ava’s head whipped in my direction, her eyes narrowing as venom dripped from her words. “Oh, go away, b***h. You’ll probably try to kill me and my baby just to stay close to Grayson.”
Her accusation stung, but before I could respond, the imposter Hailey jumped in, he
