"That stupid woman!" Lydia spat, then immediately lowered her head, her voice softening with guilt. "I’m sorry, Miss. I lost my temper. It’s just... I’m so furious. I treated her well, and she still did something so despicable to me. And all within forty-eight hours!"
I tilted my head, studying her trembling hands. "Would you like to pay her back?"
Her lips tightened, a flicker of hesitation in her eyes. "Is there any proof for what she did? Except..." Her voice trailed off, and then her eyes snapped to mine, shining as if she’d just spotted her savior. "You have an idea, don’t you?"
A slow, knowing smile curled my lips. "Yes, I can help you. But my help depends entirely on your cooperation."
"Whatever you ask me to do," she swore, her voice low but burning with determination. "I’m wil
