Bianca’s POV

Bianca’s mind was racing, and she could still feel the lingering impact of Alina’s words, each one like a barb poking at her confidence. For the first time, doubt slipped through the cracks in her carefully constructed plan. She glanced at Jenny, who looked just as shaken, her eyes darting toward the door as if expecting Alina to burst back in at any moment.

“Do you think she’s onto us?” Jenny whispered, breaking the tense silence. Her voice was laced with fear and confusion. “Did she follow us, Bianca? How did she find out?”

Bianca swallowed, her thoughts scrambled. Alina had been so sure of herself, so calm....