EVIE POV
Stella dropped the singed photos into the nearby trash can and let them burn. The flames danced and consumed the images, leaving behind nothing but charred remnants. Stella's eyes were ablaze with a mixture of anger and triumph as she watched the photos disintegrate.
"Evie, you really shouldn't threaten me like that," Stella said coolly.
I couldn't hide the shock and disappointment on my face. The evidence had been destroyed, but I still had the digital copies on a hard drive.
"Well, Stella, technology is a wonderful thing. Those photos may be gone, but there are digital copies that can be easily shared."
Stella's triumphant expression faltered, her eyes widening in realization. “You don’t know when to quit, do you?”
Before I could respond, the dressmaker called for Stella.
