After Janet and Grace left the mansion, Angela—who was really Nancy—stood by the living room window, watching their car disappear through the gate. As soon as they were gone, her fake smile dropped. She bit her bottom lip and began pacing the floor, her hands trembling.
“Oh no,” Nancy whispered to herself. “I messed up... I forgot to act scared.”
She sat down on the couch and held her head in her hands. “Janet and Grace will think Sonia’s telling the truth now. They’ll start to doubt me… they’ll think I’m not the real Angela.”
Nancy took a deep breath, trying to calm herself, but her heart pounded louder. Her voice cracked as she talked to herself again.
“If I call the real Angela now… and ask her about that old woman… she’ll know I took her life. She’ll fight to take it back. I can’t
