Chapter 45

Shannon

Lisa stood up slowly, her smile fading into something darker. “So it’s true.”

Evan’s chair scraped against the floor as he rose to his feet, his eyes blazing with fury.

“What did you do?” he demanded, his voice deep and cold.

“I didn’t do anything!” I cried. “I swear! I cooked the food myself, I didn’t do anything else!”

But he didn’t believe me. I could see it in his face—the anger, the disbelief, the disgust.

Lisa gasped softly, pressing a hand to her chest. “Oh, Evan,” she whispered, “I told you she couldn’t be trusted. She tried to poison us!”

My legs felt weak. “That’s not...