Flora’s Guide to a Second Chance at Love and Life

Jackson. That name-so familiar, so close.

Fiona gave a little self-mocking smile.

"Yeah, Mr. Woods and I have been done for ages. People move on, right? We've both found our own paths."

Her words sounded breezy, and her face was all cool indifference. But her grip on her phone was tight enough to turn her knuckles white as she racked up kill after kill in her mobile game.

She never held back, not in life and definitely not in-game. She snatched up a rifle and went on an unstoppable rampage, mowing down everyone in her way.

Across the table, Jane's mood soured with every word out of Amy's mouth. Seriously? Amy had zero shame-still poking at Fiona's scars, as if she enjoyed it. Jane's patience snapped.

With a loud thud, Jane slammed her cup down. She grabbed a glass of red wine and, without hesitation, flung it right at Amy.

"Could you not? You're acting like a dog begging for attention. What's so great about being like that?"

Jane was never one to worry about consequences. If someone messed with Fiona, she'd fight back-no matter what.

are you out

now

me, ask Jackson. Fiona already said they're over. Why are you butting

"Say one more word and I'll show you what

her temper,

her 101st enemy in the game before finally

away. She turned to Fiona, her eyes filled with helpless

voice was calm,

dog bites you, you get a rabies shot, then maybe treat yourself to hotpot There's no point in lowering yourself to bite back. All

so furious she could barely breathe. Who did they think she was? Just some stray

got under Amy's skin was how Fiona always seemed so in control, like she was pulling all the strings. It made Amy feel powerless—and

it. Won't happen again." She slumped

up, his tone light

Woods family and the Gregory family getting engaged?" He let out a little laugh, like he couldn't believe what he was hearing. "Looks like

face went pale

was Jackson