Eliana couldn't help but sit down, even though she was feeling uneasy. Camille and Vanessa shot her dark looks.

They'd been at odds for years, barely able to stand being in the same room for more than half an hour.

Camille glared at Eliana, irritated that she'd been fooled by a young girl. "Well, well, Eliana, I didn't think you had it in you to use a fake on me."

"Hey, you started it with my uncle. I was just giving back what I got." Eliana lounged on the sofa, looking ...