I felt my throat tighten. "What?"

Elara’s lips parted, but no words came out at first. Her eyes were wide, unfocused, as if she were reliving something. Something dark.

I reached forward, gripping her wrist. "Elara, talk to me."

She exhaled shakily. "Sienna told me everything."

I didn’t move. I just waited.

And then—

"They did it before," she whispered. "Years ago. To another girl. This same nude issue."

I felt my stomach twist. "Who?"

She hesitated.

Then, "Her name was ...