Sophia's cheeks flushed as her heart began to race.

Isabella teased on the phone, "Why not sleep with him? If Mr. Brown's satisfied, he might let you off the hook."

Sophia stopped in her tracks.

"Just kidding," Isabella said. "It's not like you're cooking for your boyfriend. Whether it's good or bad, he deserved whatever he gets. Don't overthink it."

Struck by a flash of insight, Sophia casually picked up a few groceries to check out. After ...