Chapter 4

It wasn’t until dinnertime that Ethan came home.

He walked straight up to me, apology written in his eyes.

I could already guess what he was going to say.

Sure enough, Ethan hesitated for a long moment, then spoke. “Maddie, I know you hate those people from high school.”

I cut in. “You’re right. But the one I hate most is Vanessa Whitaker.”

Ethan’s face changed. He was at a loss for how to continue.

After a few seconds, he pressed on: “Vanessa told me everything. She was forced into it too. She never actually laid a hand on anyone.”