Her Worst Nightmare

Claire's heart pounded so hard it felt like the walls of the grand dining room were closing in on her.

No, this wasn't happening. This couldn't be happening. Of all the people in the world, why did Chris's aunt have to be Nicole?

Her breath hitched as she stared at the woman before her. The once warm and welcoming smile on Nicole's face had vanished, replaced with raw hatred as she glared disdainfully at Claire.

Claire knew that hatred. She had seen it before—years ago at their graduation where Nicole had almost ripped her face apart.

It was all because of that experience in High school. The very one that had involved Mathew.

But unlike what everyone thought, it wasn't true. Nobody knew the whole story yet everyone was quick to call to a murderer and to think another person other than her that was directly affected by the whole incident was Nicole, Chris's aunt just made it even more complicated for her.