MIA’S POV
“Mia?”
Lily’s voice floated through the door again.
Soft.
Sweet.
Deceptive.
“Can we talk?”
My hand hovered over the lock.
Every instinct in me screamed the same thing.
Don’t open it.
Ethan’s warning rang in my mind.
Don’t trust anyone in that house.
Especially your father.
But Lily…
My sister had never seemed like the enemy before.
Not to my face.
Not until she whispered those words outside.
You should have stayed missing.
I swallowed slowly.
Then I unlocked the door.
As soon as it opened, Lily smiled.
The same bright smile she always showed everyone.
But now that I looked closer…
It didn’t reach her eyes.
“Hi,” she said softly.
Her gaze skimmed over me slowly.
Taking in my hair.
My makeup.
The dress.
Something flickered in her eyes.
Surprise.
Maybe
