She could barely hear herself. Her thoughts were a mess, colliding, tangled, and scattered.
What if Jake had already seen it?
What if he thought…
Her stomach dropped at the thought.
Rachel was watching her anxiously. "Bella?" she said softly. "You're shaking."
Bella's throat felt tight. "Because this can't be happening," she whispered. "This… this could ruin me. And Jake. And Timothy—oh God, Timmy." She looked at the photo again, her eyes glassy. "He's just a child. Why would anyone drag him into something like this? Who could this be and how the hell did he or she know?"
"Can you think of anyone you might have told about Timothy? Anyone at all," Chloe asked, looking equally worried for her friend.
"I can't——"
"Or maybe it's someone from his school. Look at the picture, it was taken when you were in school so it has to be someone from the school," Rachel said and both Chloe and Bella turned to her.
