Isabelle’s POV

Secrets never stayed buried forever.

And I had always known—always—that one day, mine would come crawling back.

I just hadn’t expected it to be now.

Not when I was already fighting to keep everything from collapsing.

Stephanie stood in front of my desk, gripping a folder so tightly her knuckles turned white. Her face was paler than I had ever seen it.

A pit formed in my stomach.

“What is it?” I asked, keeping my voice even despite the unease curling in my ...