SABRINA MORALES
I knew who was calling as soon as my screen lit up that evening.
Alex was blocked from reaching out to me, but he’d found ways to get to me. From going through Violet to showing up at the dinner, I knew he was capable of calling me on a new number.
I answered, snatching the phone from my trolley.
“I saw you,” Alex said in a low voice.
I swallowed and pushed my hair aside. I felt naked, even in the middle of the mall. This was exactly how it would feel if Mum and Jo ever found out about Blaze and me.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” I told Alex, feigning confusion.
I looked around. The music on the speakers was low but lively.
“What sort of sick s**t is going on, Sabrina? Why are you— I’m sorry, baby. Maggie threw herself on me, and I should’ve known better.
