Zoe frowned. « Then how does she know it was me? She could’ve mistaken someone else for me. »
« Maybe. »
But something about the whole thing still bothered me.
I barely know anything about him.
I opened my phone. « Is Bethany on Instagram? »
« Of course. Why? »
« I want to see something. »
« Sarah, please don’t start investigating my friends. »
« I’m not investigating. I’m trying to understand why somebody thinks your face ruined her relationship. »
I expected to find a clue about Bethany’s accusation. I wasn’t prepared for what I actually found.
Something about the whole thing still bothered me.
I pulled up Bethany’s Instagram profile and scrolled through her photographs.
Then stopped.
In one picture, she was kissing a man on the cheek.
« Oh my God. »
I wasn’t prepared for what I actually found.
« What? » Zoe leaned closer.
« I think the pieces are finally falling into place. »
