I sighed in relief as I stepped out of class. Justin had avoided my eyes throughout, as if he knew I wanted to thank him profusely. As if he knew I would give myself away. Elodie had her eyes on me throughout class, and I didn’t know what to do about it. Murders and drug cartels aside, I did not know how to handle girl drama. Was I supposed to tell her everything? Was I supposed to lie to her? How did people do this thing where they maintained relationships while having a life of their own they wanted to keep secret? They made it look so easy in the movies. Women opened up to each other and relied on each other so confidently. What if Elodie betrayed me? What if she was caught in the mess? What if I got her into trouble, too, by confiding in her?