Isabella paced around her living room with her hands balled at her chest.

“This is not good. I know something is about to happen to Leona, I just don't know what it is.” She murmured to herself.

Her friend, Camila, sat next to her on the kitchen counter, feasting on a delicious snack Isabella made. She liked to eat whatever her friend made, and that juicy turkey crackers were no exception.

“If she could harm you when you both were best friends, there's no telling what she'll do ...