Chapter Forty Nine
Rachel sat in her apartment, her mind racing with Vanessa's words: Be smart. Look for the cracks. Ruin her first. If there was one thing Rachel had learned in her chaotic, love-ridden life, it was that people rarely showed their true colors. Everybody had secrets, and she was determined to find Stephanie's.
She stared at her laptop, scrolling through Stephanie's perfectly curated i********: feed. It was infuriating; every post painted her as some kind of angelic figure. There were photos of her volunteering at charity events, sipping wine on glamorous vacations, and of course, smiling adoringly at Noah. It was nauseating.
Vanessa’s voice broke through her thoughts over the phone. “Stop torturing yourself by looking at her life through a filter. We’re going to peel bac
