Allie froze, staring at the photo Cher held. It was an old snapshot of her and Nick.
In it, a younger Allie stood next to Nick, his arm slung casually around her shoulder, both smiling wide and carefree.
"Give it to me," Allie said sharply, her voice tight with anger.
Cher smirked, twirling the photo between her fingers. "Relax, it’s just a picture. Or does it bother you that much?"
"You know why," Allie snapped.
"Oh, I know." Cher’s grin widened. "But if you want this little keepsake back, you’re going to have to do something for
me."
Allie clenched her fists. "What do you want?"
Cher’s tone turned sweet, mocking. "Come with me tonight. Help me get Liam to agree to that interview. Do that, and I’ll hand over your precious memory."
Allie hesitated, her pulse racing. The thought o
