That night was difficult.
So much had happened, I'd barely had time to process it all. Finding out about Ally's death had left me reeling in shock, and I'd almost forgotten what else had happened to me.
E and L.
The moment my finger touched the charm, forgotten in my pocket, everything came whirling back to me. The girl at my door. Her knowing look. Her subtle warning. How did she...
The charm. It had been part of a bracelet I'd given to Laura, shortly before she died. It had been buried with her. There was no possible way anyone could have gotten ahold of it.
And then something that the new girl had said came drifting slowly back to me. You can't see it in here, before you know in here who I am.