Isla POV

Ry–Ryder, w…what are you talking about?” I stammered, my palms beginning to sweat.

“Isla! Don’t you dare act dumb.” His voice was sharp, cutting through me. “You’re behind all this? How could you be so evil? I trusted you. We all trusted you.”

My stomach knotted.

Oh no… does he know I’m behind Grandma’s condition? Did Mr. Dunlop reveal that I pushed her down the stairs? Did they find out she’s not really on chemo? Oh no, oh no…

“Isla! Answer me this ...