Ashley stood across the street from the high-end restaurant, her fingers lightly clutching her handbag as her sharp eyes remained fixed on the entrance.
She inhaled slowly, steadying her racing heart.
I have to wait for the perfect moment, she told herself. The exact moment Evans and his new girlfriend are seated. That way, when I walk in… all eyes will be on me.
A faint, calculating smile curved her lips.
She had prepared for this day meticulously.
Earlier, she had gone on a shopping spree, sparing no expense.
From there, she visited one of the most exclusive beauty spas in the city. Every inch of her had been refined, perfected. Her skin glowed flawlessly under the soft evening lights, and her figure was accentuated beautifully.
And then… there was her face.
The face Roman had once destroyed.
