face. Toni was sitting on her father’s desk and Diego stood between her legs, kissing her, his hands on her waist. I gasped. Both turned to me. Toni’s face flashed with horror, then guilt. Diego grimaced. Could this day get any worse? I backed away, completely shaken. How hadn’t I noticed anything? How long had this been going on? I turned and walked away. “Gemma!” Toni called. “Wait!”
