Arabella Donovan's words were nothing short of earth-shattering. Lillian Donovan was so shocked she nearly twisted her own fingernails off.
'What was happening? A second victim? And she had it even worse than I did? Just how badly was she hurt?'
Lillian Donovan glanced at her best friend of many years, then thought of that sweet girl she had watched grow up.
The anger she had just managed to suppress instantly flared up like a wildfire.
'My cousin is right,' she thought. 'These scumbag men—not a single one is any good. You can't trust any of them!'
Unaware of the truth, Lucy Ingram was startled to see her best friend, who had been joking with her just a moment ago, suddenly pale. Her expression had become twisted and ferocious.
"What's wrong? You look awful. Are you not feeling well? Should I call a doctor?"
As if waking from a dream, Lillian Donovan quickly stopped her. "No, no, I'm just… just hungry."
