WELLINGTON'S POV“I didn’t do it.”She looks straight into my eyes as she says it, slow and clear, like she’s laying the truth bare in front of me and daring me to doubt it. For a second, I almost believe her without question. Then she turns to her friend, and I catch the nervousness, the way Sunny’s fingers hover near her mouth like she might bite them off.That is new.“Sunny, I don’t want you to misunderstand this, but you know stuff about cameras. I’ve watched you trick your uncle by manipulating footage, so I need you to tell me the truth. Did you—”“No.” Sunny cuts her off, her voice sharp and clipped, her head already shaking before the accusation even lands fully. “I can’t believe you’re looking at me like that, Dahlia. Really? After all these years, you still don’t know me?”She doesn’t wait for a reply. She turns and storms off, half running up the stairs like she can’t stand to breathe the same air anymore.“Hey, I’m sorry, but…”“Shut the hell up, D. You're not.” Sunny sna
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