Meadow’s POV:

A full minute passed, my throat getting tighter and tighter with every second that went by.

Juniper had gone to see our father in prison, pretending to be me. And of course, my father wouldn’t have been able to tell us apart because of how long it had been, so she could have easily fooled him.

But it didn’t make any sense at all.

“What are you…” My jaw clenched. “What did you do, Juniper?”

“Nothing too bad, I promise. I just… made him hate you more than he ...