Mirela

“Nothing?” I repeated, my voice cold as I narrowed my eyes at Fiona. She shook her head hesitantly, confirming what I had dreaded.

Nothing.

What was Cole doing? Why hadn’t he caused a scene? I had expected fireworks, an explosion of accusations, a dramatic spectacle.

I had wanted him to call Arlene out, to drag her into the mess, to reveal the truth for everyone to see.

I had wanted the shock on Arlene’s face as she tried to deny it, scrambling for excuses.

And then, I had wanted him to present undeniable evidence, irrefutable proof that she was who I had already known her to be: Yasmin Lee...