CELESTINE's P O V

After I was certain that Cynthia was already fast asleep, I sneaked over to the opposite side of the room and quietly opened her laptop. I accessed the recordings that were stored in my cloud storage and then backed them up, before I copied the piece of information into the phone I was using.

After I had finished using the laptop, I turned it off and walked back to the room, where I was surprised to hear Cynthia talking to herself while she was asleep.

‘‘Why do you love her?’’ She uttered a mumble. ‘‘Why should it not be me?’’

It appeared as though she was...