After the disappearance of Alison Dilaurentis, one of Elizabeth Marin's best friends, her world was shattered, she was separated from her best friends and had to get used to her new reality until a year later she finds her little secret again.
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The girls and I were at the Apple Rose Grille. After so many things, we decided to go for dinner to try to clear up everything that had happened in such a short time. Besides, I was hungry, and I think better with food in my stomach.
—Why would Jenna show up? —Aria asked.
—Maybe she's back. —I answered.
—The police are acting like we're suspects. —said Hanna.
—Will we look guilty?
—Why Emily? We didn't do anything. —Aria replied.
She's not so wrong.
—Except lie about Jenna. —Hanna spoke up.
—We said we would never talk about Jenna again, that never happened. —Spencer replied.
—Have you forgotten? Because I'm still waking up in the middle of the night. —Aria replied.
While Aria and Spencer were talking about Jenna, my sister and I were putting alcohol into our drinks.
We needed it, just for today
—It's medicine. —My sister said to a man who was giving us bad looks when he saw what we were doing.
—Do you mind? —I asked the man in a bad mood, I was not in a good mood.
—How does A know something that only Alison knew? —asked Emily.
Alison didn't know mine, I hope.
—Alison knew all of our secrets but we didn't know any of hers. —said Aria.
—I know one. —said Spencer and I in unison.
—Go ahead. —Aria said intrigued.
—Say. —Hanna said
Spencer stared at me, it was obvious we knew the same secret.
—Of course not.
—Spencer you don't drop a bomb like that and then regret it. —Aria said stressed.
—She'd kill me if she knew.
—Spence, she's dead. —I said a little obviously. —Ali was dating someone that summer.
—I knew she was keeping something from me... from us. —Emily recanted.
—Why didn't she want us to know? —asked Aria.
—He was an older guy and had a girlfriend. —Spencer continued.
—Who was he?
—She never mentioned his name Emily. —Spencer replied.
—That's only half the secret. —Hanna complained.
—It's more than you know. —I replied.
—How come Alison wasn't telling us anything and we were telling her everything?
