Chapter 57

Caroline pov

Lana could have excelled as a detective if her emotions didn't hold her back. I doubted I could transform her into a tough, unfeeling person; she always seemed like a sorrowful puppy, lamenting those who had wronged her.

“Lana, what exactly did you want me to do about Sarah? Did you want me to kill her?” I asked calmly, almost teasingly, but she took it to heart. Her voice rang out from the bathroom.

“Caroline! There’s plenty of room in prison for you alone because I won’t be going there with you.” Her shrill soprano sent chills down my spine, and I hugged her pillow tightly, trying to shield myself from causing more trouble.

“I was just joking, Lana; I didn’t mean it,” I said gruffly, muffling my voice with the pillow, feeling embarrassed to even acknowledge her nonsense. I knew she wouldn’t trust me again after what I had done.

I gradually rose from the bed, still clutching my pillow, and headed to the bathroom. Lana stood at the sink, her eyes filled with a mix o