As soon as the words left April’s mouth, she wished she could take them back. Each and every single one of the other four looked at her as if she had personally stabbed them in the back. She placed her elbows on her knees and covered her face with her hands. She refused to look up even when she heard the sound of feet shuffling. Minutes passed by and when she finally sat properly, only Mariet and Lance remained in the room with her.
She sighed heavily and guzzled down the remainder of her wine before pushing the glass away from her. The weight of their eyes on her person was heavy and she could swear she actually felt it on her skin. When she glanced up, it was only Lance who was looking at her. There was an unmistakable sadness there as well as a hint of accusation. She looked at the oth
