#Chapter 190: Shark Bait
Ella
As I watched Marina leave, I couldn’t deny the way my hands trembled beneath my desk. It was just out of Marina’s sight, saving me from any further scrutiny, but I had felt it the whole time.
“This isn’t good,” Ema’s voice echoed in my mind. “Ella, this is really, really not good.”
I almost replied out loud, but then my eyes flickered to my phone; the phone that was tapped and likely had someone listening to my every word right that second, searching for any reason to not trust me.
“I know,” I finally replied inwardly as I took a deep breath. “And now we’re on even thinner ice.”
It was true; I had assumed, because of Marina’s hesitation to confront me, that I was safe. Maybe I had gotten a little too comfortable. Thankfully, I didn’t have any slip ups this time, but I needed to be more careful. One wrong move could mean the death of my little sister.
As I sat there, though, my resolve steeled itself. If I wanted to keep up this charade, then that meant that

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