The Kiss of Death
"You two… have known each other for a long time, haven't you?"
Her tone was questioning, but her eyes—sharp like a hawk's—made it clear that she already knew the answer. Her gaze was so piercing that it made my skin crawl.
After a moment of tense silence, I forced an awkward smile and pulled her aside. "Eleanor, I…"
She took out her phone and showed me a photo. "Ivy, I came across something recently."
I leaned in and saw it—a record of me purchasing contraceptive pills online. The quantity was significant, enough to last two or three years.