The car ride so far had been too silent, too tense, and all around uncomfortable, but I wasn't going to be the one to break the silence. I hadn't done anything wrong. Abby should be the one to speak up and apologize. So should Gina, but neither of them were saying a word.
"All right, what's going on with you four?" Whitney asked, her gaze starting on me, then sweeping across Abby, Ellie, and Gina, who were seated in the backseat of Whitney's car.
"Nothing," Gina said, but she wouldn't look at anyone when she spoke.
Ellie turned to glance out the back window.
Abby's challenging gaze pinned me in place. "You haven't told her? If you weren't doing anything wrong, why are you hiding it?" she asked, accusation dripping from every word.