Soren
For a solid ten seconds, no one moves.
We just stare at Holly like she's a ghost or perhaps a mirage caused by excessive anxiety and public embarrassment.
"What?" I manage to say at last.
"I said I can help." Holly steps closer, her heels clacking on the library floor. "I know who took the picture."
Jazz stands, placing herself between Holly and me as a bodyguard — a very fashionable one at that.
I try to speak before Jazz does.
"Why should we trust you?"
"Because I don't have any reason to lie right now." Holly folds her arms. "Look, I know what you all think of me. Felix's — the psycho ex-girlfriend who just won't take no for an answer. And yeah, maybe that's partially true. But I'm not a monster."
Kyle rolls his eyes and sigh.
"Could have fooled me
