Naomi appeared on it, standing in the bathroom from last night. I had turned on my camera after failing to find an Uber last night. I had held the phone in my hand, angled at her so she wouldn’t suspect a thing.
Her words from last night were loud enough for everyone to hear.
“Goodnight, Cassandra. I find it hilarious, locking you in here just like I locked your bastard daughter out in the snow. Hopefully, you’ll die just like she did!”
A wave of gasps rolled through the hall.
Naomi stumbled back. “Th- that’s not real! That’s been edited!”
Isaac turned to me with fire in his eyes. “Stop this madness right now!”