uiet , except for Rachel's quiet

said to herself as her grip tightens on her steering wheel turning her knuc

id the right thing?" Rachel whis

id." Amelia said

feel like I'm going to regret this?." Rachel

ld protects men like him, Because he's influential, and

top seeing him in that room. The way he-he"

iend's hand. "Hey," she said softly

remained tense with fear t

plex, the moment Amelia shut off the engine, Rachel bolt

ed quickly, h

sank into the couch, hugging a pillow, the scent of lavender air freshener

ew what s

ted as she pulle

ly been t

already, the wo

social media. Several articles had alread

an Sinclair alleged to hav

sastrous Allegations-Wi

Amelia

hed. They had dragge

trol-hundreds of messages, missed

re supp

speaking out agai

elia and Rachel

were

g to ruin a succes

uilty. Y'all just love

elevant. She jus

elis's stomach as

le were digging into his past, looking for patterns, for other victim

es caught so

om Adrian Sinc

lutely false. We will take necessary legal actions

old. Dis

swallow

behind her. "What...

ore sitting beside her, her phone screen glowing

l whispered, her voice raw. "H

do, Rachel, it's predictable, they deny and ma

er hands. "What if-what if

nfident into her voice. "The media is

g. But Amelia saw the cracks forming

r phone and hesitated be

had call

dropped her phone and went t

shorts before stepping out into her bedroom. Rachel was already curled up on her bed, clutching a pillow t

ulling the blankets up to her c

eginning of the day just before everything sta

ing in excitement as they walked thr

claimed out loud, holding up a sleek, sequined dress agai

gh the racks of clothes for Rachel to try

. "How could you not care?

just another rich guy

nd you're just mad he

aking her head. "Please, I have big

wn how ironic it wa

while Rachel tried on dresses. Rachel had been buzzing with

the salon, their fresh manicures glinting under the s

had be

way either of th

at the ceiling, he

changed in a

he rage burning inside Amelia as she had

restorm th

already spinning out of control, and she ha

breath falters The soft rustle of movement, the

ion. She tried peeking out her bedroom door checki

enough for her to see the darkness beyond it. Did sh

n the shadows. A low, al

tst

ch lurched, Sh