"Elena!" Aria gasped, stumbling backward. Her sister stood before her like a ghost made real, beautiful and frightening in the moonlight.
"Surprised?" Elena's voice was silk and poison. "You should be. After all, you thought you killed me."
"I never meant to hurt you," Aria whispered, tears running down her face. "I tried to save you that day at the lake. I jumped in after you—"
"Liar!" Elena's eyes flashed with rage. "You pushed me under. You wanted me gone so you could be Daddy's favorite."
The words hit Aria like physical blows. This wasn't her sweet little sister. This Elena was cold, angry, dangerous.
"That's not true," Aria said desperately. "Elena, please listen to me. Someone has been lying to you. I found letters"
"Letters?" Elena laughed, the sound sharp as breaking glass. "You mean the ones Mara showed me? The ones where you planned my death?"
Aria's heart sank. More lies. More manipulation.
