Chapter One Hundred and Fourteen

Ava’s POV

I couldn't believe what Isabella just said. "What? That's not true! Claire is just a friend from when I was a kid. We played together, and I accidentally almost hurt her once. How could you meet her and my mom?"

Isabella shook her head, looking serious. "Ava, it's not a lie. I really met them. Claire, the one you're talking about, and your mom. They told me everything."

My mind was all jumbled up. "Everything? But I lost touch with Claire a long time ago. How could you meet them?"

Isabella motioned for me to come back and sit down. "Ava, I can explain everything. Just come back and sit, and I'll tell you the whole story."

Slowly, I went back to my seat, still trying to understand what I just heard. I felt like I had been hit by a tornado of shocks. I took a sip of the water in the glass in front of me; it felt like I had been totally dehydrated, and my thoughts were as mixed up as a puzzle with missing pieces.

Isabella took a deep breath, as if preparing for something big. "