She pulled out her phone. « After what you did, you really thought I wouldn’t find out? »
I didn’t think you’d have the nerve to show up here.
She turned the screen toward me.
I caught a glimpse of a man standing beside a woman in a coat. His face was turned away.
Before I could look closer, Bethany snatched the phone back. « Well? »
« What am I supposed to… »
« That’s my boyfriend! »
Don’t insult my intelligence.
My mouth went dry. « Your boyfriend? »
« My boyfriend! You know perfectly well who he is! »
I stared at her.
Bethany’s eyes filled with tears. « We had one terrible argument. One! He said he needed space, and suddenly you’re sneaking around with him? »
« I d-don’t… »
His face was turned away.
« You stole my boyfriend! »
« Bethany, please… »
« And now you’re sitting there smiling at me? »
I could end this by admitting I wasn’t Zoe. But then I’d have to explain why I’d come pretending to be her in the first place.
