Jackson

The second Noah shoved past me with Jessa in his arms, something in my chest snapped.

I saw her face — pale, shaken, trying so damn hard not to fall apart — and all the noise around me turned into static. Bethany’s music, the people cheering at the idiots jumping into the freezing pool, the drunk laughter… all of it faded.

Because I knew exactly who did it.

Daniel.

Of course it was Daniel.

I felt Mariah beside me. She’d watched it, too — her eyes sharp, her ...