DAHLIA 

“You’re sick to show yourself face here and think I’ll forgive you!” When she spoke, it was quiet but I could hear the fury beneath — barely controlled. “We saw each other just that one time. Don’t think that gives you the right to act like a lover who betrayed her partner and can come back with stupid excuses and expectations of being relieved of her sins.”

Wow. That was some major switch in emotion. 

Unfazed, Kelly wiped her bloody nose with her sweatshirt. It was broken, so she cupped it firmly and snapped it back in place with barely a wince from her.

I gulped. Kelly might be...