Sarah’s POV
Except there was nothing innocent about her voice.
That tone. That fake sweet voice. It made my skin crawl.
I groaned. It was so loud that Izzy almost jumped out of her seat. Every muscle in my body was just pushing me to open that door and tear that b***h into so many pieces.
Kayla. That snake.
I hated this whole thing—hated that Shantel wanted to play it slow, act all calm and quiet when we could’ve just dragged the truth out of Kayla right now. But no, “let’s go low,” she said. I swear I was going to explode.
I stood up from my chair. And it made a loud noise at my back as I pushed it back. I started storming to the door. My heart was pounding. My head was hot. My patience? Gone.
But Izzy moved fast. She ran in front of me and pressed her hand against my chest. “Sar
