A FATAL FEUD
Home movie footage shows two girls, about the age of seven, dabbing makeup onto dolls. An upturned bottle of cranberry-red polish slowly stains the plush cream carpet.
Kayla Alexander: My mother was a fashion editor at Catwalk, where Greta Liao publishes her column.
Harper and I were friends when we were kids and then again when we were adults in LA.
Pretty much the only thing that didn’t change in that time between was her being a hopeless romantic.
Harper’s favorite stories were those of princesses being rescued from towers and girls running off with outlaws toward their happily-ever-afters.
Of course, what happened with Lewis stuck with her.
It was her first indication those stories weren’t real.
Nadine Heywood: I’d noticed her boyfriend flirting with me at the retreat.
I told him I wasn’t interested, and clearly he moved on to someone else because it turned out he really was sleeping with our other cast member.
Just before our performance, the tech crew asked to check the blocking of one of our scenes.
Harper came out of her dressing room, saw us kissing—for the scene—and started sobbing.
Which is when everything about the other girl came out …
Zoe Holland: I was Harper’s best friend. If Harper’s as capricious as you’re all claiming, don’t you think she’d have come for me? Not Nadine Heywood? Isn’t that your answer about who’s telling the truth? Harper’s story makes sense. Nadine’s doesn’t.
Lewis Stamper: I’m not proud of it. I dated Harper. I kissed Nadine. They’re both sort of right: Nadine and I did have something, but the timing didn’t overlap.
Kayla Alexander: Lewis broke her heart. Caleb tried to mend it.
And Joel was supposed to be it. Her happiness.
He was the love of her damn life. That’s something everyone’s forgetting as they pore over headlines and bandy about accusations like it’s gossip at brunch—Harper lost everything that mattered to her.
No, not lost. Had it taken from her. Nadine took Lewis.
She took Caleb. And I don’t want to get sued, so let’s leave it there …