Julia’s POV
Present day
“You can tell me the truth and I won’t tell anyone, Jules,” Beatrice said over the phone.
I was walking around the five-star hotel room, George stepped out to receive a work call. “I think I’m losing my freaking mind.”
“Just to be clear, are we talking about the same chick you mentioned at the hospital and over dinner?!” Her British accent was more concentrated than I thought.
“Yeah, I feel like I am cursed, Emily is everywhere and she is haunting me.” I ran my hands over my hair and let out a heavy sigh.
“You are sure you didn’t have a car knock her down deliberately?!” She paused. “Because seventeen-year-olds can be really bitchy and I would understand.”
I shook my head, beads of sweat lined up on my forehead. “Emily might have made my life a living he
