“Y-you’re right,” I stammered. “I must’ve seen wrong. That person probably just looks like you.”
My nervous denial only made things worse, as it looked like I was trying to cover something up after being threatened.
Watching me act like that, her expression darkened. She then raised her hand and slapped me hard across the forehead.
“You really must have a death wish,” she sneered. “Daring to mess with me?” She tilted her chin arrogantly and added, “I was going to let you keep a shred of dignity, but forget it. You don’t deserve it.”
Still glaring, she unlocked her phone and opened a few photos.
The pictures showed a naked girl, her face twisted in resistance and shame. It was obvious she had been forced.
Renee gave me a once-over, clicking her tongue mockingly. “How pathetic. Sleeping with old men for money and taking nudes for a loan? Is your family really that poor?” she scoffed.
Her careless words made the others exchange disgusted glances in my direction.
I looked down at the photo, at my sister’s expression full of despair, and rage burned in my chest. I could only imagine how much she must’ve suffered.
Seeing my silence, Renee’s smile deepened with cruel satisfaction.