Betty’s POV

I waited for Esther to finish eating, my eyes fixed on her while my mind ran ahead of me, building one possibility after another. None of them were good. I wondered what happened that left her in this state.

I still remembered that night clearly. The night I found out she and her boyfriend had played me. I remembered how I broke down and how stupid I felt for trusting her without question. I couldn't believe the girl I called my sister and protected could do such a thing to ...