He did not deny it.

There was nothing left to deny.

The doors opened and police came in.

Sabrina was arrested where she stood, in her white dress, in front of everyone she had ever wanted to impress.

Her mother fainted.

Her father was already on his phone barking the word attorney.

But it was what Sabrina said, as they walked her out, that stayed with me longest — she turned and looked at me with a hatred so pure it was almost clean, and she said: “You don’t understand anything, Emma.

I didn’t plan this alone.”