The steps grew quicker as they approached her and Sisse held her breath. In part she hoped it was Sloane come to apologize, but she had no wish for Sloane to see just what her words had done to her. How mortifying that would be. Instead it was Alice’s voice that met Sisse’s ears. Perhaps she had not been as convincing as she thought she had been in the common room.

Before she could stop the words and consider what she should and shouldn’t say, Sisse found herself blurting into her pillow, “Sloane and I had a fight.” Although what it had been about she’d never be able to say. But the fact that they’d fought would be obvious enough anyway, where was the harm in not keeping that secret from Alice.