She reaches behind her and pulls a folded piece of paper out from behind her back.
She held the paper up for me to see. I could feel my stomach dropping.
No, it can not be. Please tell me that she does not have what I think she has right now.
I could not help it when my eye shot over to my nightstand and glanced at the small drawer that is now slightly open.
Bethany followed my line of sight and smirked at me.
“Next time you are trying to hide something from us, make sure that you put it in a better place than the top of your night stand.” She said as she turned the letter over in her hand, almost like she was inspecting it.
“Especially if you don’t even close it all the way. That wasn’t a very smart move for you.” She laughed.
“But I guess it is good that you left it
