Their banter further unsettled her. Where normally Alice could laugh and follow along, today she felt off-kilter and green with envy. Something was changing between them — something determined to shift the group's energy. She ought to leave, give them the privacy to banter and argue at will. But, leaving would only cast curious eyes in her direction. No, Alice had to stay put for the time being, even if it meant being desperately uncomfortable.

The first vase shattered, and, again, before Alice could react Sloane had reverted the shards back to their original state. "You can do it, Cameron," she said encouragingly.