Sophia froze.

Her eyes went wide and her mouth opened before slowly closing again.

“What?” she whispered.

“What did you just say?”

Elena’s tears rolled fast down her cheeks.

She didn’t wipe them.

She let them run down her cheeks and fall onto her clothes.

“Derrick,” she said, her voice cracking.

“He’s trying to set me up.”

“Set you up for what?”

Elena’s hands trembled as she reached for Sophia’s arm.

“He’s accusing me of killing someone. He said he has proof.”

Sophia’s breath caught.

“What? That’s insane. You would never—”

“I don’t remember anything.” Elena’s voice broke.

“I don’t remember that night. I don’t remember what happened.”

She swallowed...