Sophia’s POV

My head pounds like it’s been struck by lightning. My eyes are ablaze from too much screen time on my iPad.

It’s 08:00 A.M., and I’m still in bed, adding endlessly to my cart; I’ve already gone through half of the money he gave me.

Over eleven years of history and friendship.

Nicole or Candace. One of these two women must have sent the text. It’s definitely not Barbara; she’s too in love with her husband, and she’s my friend.

But why? Why be so mean? They’ve ...