Chapter 4

Ellery jogged after me, his face a jumble of feelings I couldn't quite read.

He called out, "Helen—"

Before he could get another word out, Mandy came barreling out of the room.

"Ellery, that bedsheet—it's the one you and Helen are saving for your big day, right? Is it okay if I crash on it? I'm totally fine with anything, even sleeping on dirty laundry." Her voice got quieter, like she was shrinking into herself.

I saw the way Ellery looked at her—full of pity, like she was a lost puppy.

He turned to me. "Helen, all the sheets in…