Drops of Deception

Nadine’s POV

“The sauce!” Valerie yelled, pointing at the pot on the stove like it was about to explode.

I turned to the stove, confused. “Valerie… the stove is off.”

She froze.

In that split second—her eyes shifted. Not scared, not even guilty. Just… blank. Like she was calculating something. Planning a new move.

“I mean—yeah,” she said, laughing. That forced kind of laugh you only hear when some