Adriano

“Sick?” I asked, trying to keep my voice neutral. “I hadn’t heard anything about that. How do you know?”

“It was on the news,” she replied softly. “They said she was acting crazy, like she’d lost her mind completely.”

“I see.”

Azalea rested her head against my chest, and I could feel her sadness. “I feel sorry for her.”

Her words made my blood run cold. “Why? Why would you feel sorry for someone who treated you so badly?”

“Because she used to be my friend,” she said simply. “What happened between us must have been some kind of misunderstanding.”

I stared down at her in complete shock. A...