Chapter Forty Nine

(Cara's POV)

I watched Sophie go; I might never see her again. It seemed unfair that I couldn't tell her the truth and that she couldn't know that this was not all my fault, but I still couldn't blame her. I made her worried sick, and here I was in a fancy restaurant.

I thought about running after her; I felt like a fool for saying nothing when she asked. I could have come up with something believable, at least.

"I want to go home," I told May, abandoning my half-eating food. I stood and she followed, we walked back to the car in silence. The driver waited to open the door for me. I didn't feel comfortable with this special treatment.

"Who was she?" May asked when we drove back home. I wished we could both stay in silent, but this wasn't her fault; it was no one's fault, and I didn't need to get pissed at her for just asking a question.

"She 'was' my friend, my best friend actually... till I left."

"I don't think she meant what she said, Cara."

"She did; she must believe I had trans