Chapter 74

Nikita paused. “I had just gotten off the phone with the woman who claimed to be my best friend."

Latisha listened silently. Nikita's voice was hoarse, stripped of its former carefree swagger and rebellious spirit. All that remained was bitterness and desolation. She was grieving not only for the lives lost but also for the betrayal of those she had once called friends. And Latisha knew she was to blame for Nikita's current state.

Nikita laughed again, a hollow sound. "She sold me out. Latisha... why is it like this?"

By the end, Latisha could clearly hear the choked sobs and despair in her voice.

A lump formed in Latisha's throat, and tears welled in her eyes. She gripped the phone tightly, her mouth opening and closing, but still, no sound came out.

After a long pause, Nikita's voice returned to normal. "I'm going to turn myself in. Do you want to see me one last time? If you're coming, just tap the screen once. If not... just hang up."

She couldn't take the torment anymore. She would rather atone in prison than continue living in misery, dragging more people down with her.