"Oh, it's simple," she said, her lips curling into a wicked smile. "We remind everyone who she really is. Quiet little Lilly has plenty of skeletons in her closet. And if she doesn't? Well…"
She glanced around the table, her dark eyes glittering.
"Then we create some."
Emily let out a nervous laugh.
"You're scary sometimes," she whispered.
Aisha smiled sweetly at her.
"Good," she said. "That means I'm doing it right."
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That night, Aisha pulled out her phone.
She scrolled through old group chats, screenshots, photos — anything she could use.
And when she didn't find much, she smirked to herself and opened her notes app.
She started typing.
Because if Lilly wanted a war… Aisha was more than ready to win it.