Chapter 190

The girl in the mirror looked like a complete wreck-pale as a ghost with puffy, red eyes that could pass for walnuts. Emma had honestly never looked this messed up before. Not even back when she and Camila were rushed to the hospital after that terrifying incident-she didn't look this awful then. Yeah... this whole thing hit her way harder than anything else ever had. Her phone suddenly blared to life. Emma turned off the faucet and stepped out of the bathroom. Camila gripped her phone so tight her knuckles turned white. She'd been dialing Emma over and over, but no one picked up. Just when she was about to try again, Emma called back. Camila's face lit up as she quickly answered, "Emma, you-" She started to ask if Emma was okay, but the words froze on her tongue. She didn't want to make things worse by sounding too worried. "...Camila, you found out, didn't you?" Emma's voice was rough, almost a whisper, as she sat quietly on the couch. She didn't blame Camila. Really, she didn't blam