NIRELLE

I feel dread creep up my mind. Yvette had been too excited to hear that I was coming to visit her.

"I never thought you'd ask." Yvette sounded like she knew what wrong they had all done to me, but she was trying to hide it.

"I want to come say hi," I lie, trying to keep vomit from rising through me. I hated that I had to act cosy with them, but I was going to wear a wire in case anything was going to slip in my interaction with them.

"Your father is happy to see you; he has been wishing ...