"S-Stop, it's fine. Just shut up," Anna said, her voice urgent.

Wait, what? I thought, picking up on what she'd said. If it was a guy? Does she mean that she and Anna...

"Wait, what do you mean by that?" I asked.

"It's nothing! Let's not talk about it, please?" Anna begged.

"Was she waiting for you that night?" I insisted.

"Uh, yeah. Sorry if that's personal," Melissa said, looking at Anna. "Oh, fuck. I fucked up again, didn't I?"

She looked even more ridden with guilt, grimacing to herself and refusing to meet my eyes.

That wasn't quite what I was most concerned about though.

"But I didn't. I...