Chapter 32

Ava's POV

I turned around and scanned the room again; someone was near the ring, but I couldn't see who it was because the room was so dimly lit.

"Huh?" I inquired.

Ashley, I recognized the figure as it moved into the light. I rolled my eyes and resumed my walk up the stairs.

This b*tch truly believed she was worthy of my attention.

"Excuse me." She said as she walked up the stairs.

I continued to disregard her.

I could hear her racing up the stairs behind me. I was almost to the top of the stairs when I felt my hair being pulled and my body began to fumble backwards. I stumbled a little, but quickly regained my footing and spun around to face her.

My hair had been pulled by the bitch.

"What?" I yelled at her.

"Keep your distance from Andrew; he is mine." She spit back.

I could smell the cheap perfume on her even though I was only a few inches away. I gave her a sidelong glance, unimpressed that Andrew would fuck her.