The third photo showed Vanessa and Ethan at what looked like a restaurant, and in the blurry background, barely visible, was a woman who could have been me, though the image was too unclear to say for certain.
I stared at the phone, my heart pounding so hard I could hear it in my ears. "Those are fake," I whispered, my voice shaking. "All of it, the calls, the texts, everything. I never called her, I never texted her, I was never at whatever restaurant that is."
Julian took the phone back from my trembling hands and scrolled down to the comments section.bThousands of comments were already pouring in, most of them supporting Vanessa.
"I knew something was off about Claire's statement. This explains everything."
"Poor Vanessa. She's handling this with so much grace and maturity."
"Clair
