Unspoken Guilt

“You good back there, babe?” Maxine asked, her eyes flicking to the rearview mirror.

“Yeah, I’m fine,” Vivienne replied softly, her gaze fixed out the window.

Maxine glanced at her best friend again, concern flickering across her face before her foot hit the brakes a little too hard, sending a sharp screech through the air as the car jolted forward.

“What the hell, Maxie?” Bianca snapped, bracing