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.

out

now soaked

If you don't believe me, ask Jackson. Fiona already said they're over. Why are you butting

"Say one more word

temper, nobody could

coolly wiped out her 101st enemy in the

worked like magic. Jane immediately stopped, her anger melting away. She turned to Fiona,

was

the thing: if a dog bites you, you get a rabies shot, then maybe treat yourself to hotpot There's no point in lowering

she could barely breathe. Who did they think

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

lost it. Won't happen again." She slumped

up, his tone light

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

pale in

was Jackson