I smirked as the teacher pulled Lilith’s bracelet from Rachel’s bag. The collective gasp from the class echoed in the room. Eyes moved between Rachel, Lilith, and me. The satisfaction that curled in my chest was almost too sweet, especially when I saw Rachel’s face drain of color. She was utterly shocked, frozen in disbelief. Her face was almost as white as paper.
“This… this isn’t mine!” Rachel stammered, trying to recover. Her eyes darted to Lilith, who was staring at her with an expression of betrayal. “I didn’t take it! I swear!”
No one moved. The pressure of the silence pressed down on her, heavy and suffocating. You could tell from the looks on their faces—they didn’t believe her.
Rachel spun around to face me “Brianna did this! She stole it and planted it in my bag! This is all
