CHAPTER THIRTEEN
MELINDA
"It was fairly typical," I said vaguely. "School, friends, the usual activities."
"Did you play any sports? I was quite the tennis player in my youth."
"I preferred quieter activities," I said, which was true for me but probably completely wrong for Belinda. "Reading mostly."
Chiara's eyebrows rose slightly. "Really? I had the impression you were quite social. Didn't you attend that finishing school in Switzerland? The one where all the society girls go?"
Switzerland. Had Belinda been to Switzerland? I had no idea. My palms were sweating. "That was a long time ago," I said weakly. "I've changed quite a bit since then."
"Haven't we all." Chiara smiled, but something in her eyes had sharpened. She was studying me more carefully now, like she was comparing wha
