Josey sat on the couch, phone in hand, scrolling quickly through her screen. Her face was pale. “The truth about Faye?” she said into the phone. “Yes, in-law, I saw it. I’m reading the article right now.” She sighed deeply. “Okay, you’re coming to the office? I’ll see you there.” She ended the call and placed her phone on the table with a sharp click.

Tila sat close to her, twisting her fingers together. “Mom, please,” she said softly. “Carina did it on her own. I just let her do what she wanted.”

Josey turned her head slowly toward her daughter. “They already have evidence of your messages, Tila. There’s...