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"I never knew we were friends, Fiona," Sophie said, her voice dripping with sarcasm, eyes narrowing in mockery. "Since you seemed so eager to deal with me earlier."
Fiona's face drained of all color, her confidence rapidly slipping away like sand through her fingers. The truth in Sophie's words struck harder than she cared to admit. It was a stark reminder that the Sophie she once knew was long gone. In the past, Fiona could always rely on Sophie's softness—her tears and reminders of their shared history would melt away Sophie's resistance. She had used that time and again, back in high school, when she and Olivia sought to make Sophie the butt of their cruel pranks. Sophie always fell for it, clinging to their so-called friendship, too naïve to realize how little it meant to them.
