She pauses, unsure of how to respond to that. I'm not one to ask her for favors; I knew this would have surprised her.
"What is it that I can do for you?" She asks hesitantly.
"I want you to answer me truthfully," I explain.
"Answer you?" She asks, confused. "But you haven't asked me any questions."
I unlock my phone and found my chat with Autumn. Without a second thought, I pressed play on the voice note.
I paid close attention to her expression as my voice filled the room. Her face goes a pale white, and she can barely look me in the eyes.
"Did you or did you not send this voice note to Autumn?" I ask.
She goes reticent, trying her best to avoid me.
"I don't feel too well, Atticus." She says as she hides behind her blanket.
"Anya," I say through gritted teeth. "Did you r
