Then the next memory appeared, me secretly throwing away the mango that Lizzy had given me.
The crowd exploded. “She’s so fake. Pretending to accept it in front of her but tossing it behind her back?”
“Ivana and Lizzy treated her so well. How could she do this to her friend? She’s just too selfish and cold-hearted!”
Ivana knew I was very allergic to mango, but she didn’t tell the crowd about that. She just listened as people kept mocking me.
“She must not have guessed Ivana would become the richest person and come back for revenge.”
“Keep going, Ms. Sinclair. We want to see the rapist’s face!”
As the crowd yelled, the memory on the big screen changed again. Ivana’s heartbroken cries came through the speakers. “Lizzy, please don’t die!”
It was the day they pulled Lizzy’s body from the river. It rained hard that day. Ivana and I fell beside Lizzy and we cried until our chests hurt.
Her body was swollen and cold. Her whole body was already stiff. She looked nothing like the cheerful, pretty girl I remembered.
I went home in a daze and curled up in a corner, crying for a long time.
“Ah!” I pounded my chest over and over again. Losing my best friend felt like it was tearing my soul apart.