Chapter 40 No Baby, Just Lies

• Before I can even think, I grab my phone and snap a picture. The soft shutter sound feels louder than it is, but my focus is razor-sharp.
• “What are you doing?” Meera hisses, swatting my arm with just enough force to bring me back to the present without causing a scene. Her eyes dart around nervously. “You can’t do that!”
• I glance at her, my grip tightening around my phone. “Meera, look at her,” I whisper, my voice trembling as I tilt my head toward Hayley. “How is she drinking wine if she’s pregnant?”