Chapter 160 Twelve Years Ago; Twelve Years Later

Sophia’s POV

“Spit in his face.”

My jaw drops as Layla and I turn to Jordyn. 

“I’m just kidding,” she refutes unconvincingly with a deep sigh and rolls her eyes. “Urgh. What does he want from you?”

“He’s in the lounge with your dad,” Ava reminds us of her presence and twists her mouth in d...

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