Chapter 37

Two days later, Sasha was sitting white-faced and trembling at her kitchen table when Tilly walked in. She’d used the spare key she had so she didn’t have to knock.

“Good morning” Tilly greeted, “How was your night?”

“Good morning” Sasha replied, but Tilly could tell that her attention was barely on anything happening around her. She took one look at her pinched face and grimaced.

“Tea?”

“Yuck! No thank you,” Sasha replied.

Tilly stared at her for a while, “Can you please just tell me exactly what is wrong with you, Sasha?” she blurted out, “And don’t tell me it’s nothing. I’m tired of hearing that lie. There’s something bothering you and it’s not the cold. You’re distant and you’re clearly keeping something to yourself. Just tell me what it is for heaven’s sake.”

Sasha blinked, but she knew the time had finally come. She was tired of hiding things from her best friend and she didn’t want Tilly to find out during dinner with their parents that wee