My headache grew worse.
Shirley was completely out of touch with reality.
âMiss Harrison, donât fool yourself.
Andrew genuinely doesnât care for you that way.
He thinks of you as a sister.
Even if I hadnât shown up, he wouldnât have picked you.
â
Upon hearing this, Shirley became even more furious.
Her face flushed a deep shade of red, and through clenched teeth, she said, âEnough! Today, youâll see what Iâm capable of!â
Without another word, she signaled her followers to move in on me.
As the witches closed in, I realized how serious the danger was.
I knew my strength alone couldnât stand up to a group of witches.
What were my options?
Out here in the wilderness, shouting for help would be useless.
How was I going to get out of this and escape from these witches?
In that desperate moment, an idea came to me and I said, âHave you thought about the consequences of what youâre doing?â
Shirley stopped in her tracks.
I went on, âLook, Iâm engaged to Andrew right now.
If you go through with this without thinking it through, itâs not going to look good for you.
â
Shirley gave a scornful laugh.
âDebra, youâre just too simple.
Youâre a lowly mixed-blood witch with no real standing.
Iâm the clan leaderâs daughter.
What consequences could possibly scare me?â
Holding my dress, I mentioned Andrew again.
âYou say you love Andrew so much, but Iâm his fiancee.
Donât you worry that he might be let down by your actions?â
Shirleyâs expression hardened at my pointed words.
Then, after a momentâs pause, she gave a cold smirk.
âYou really are naive.
Did you ever wonder why I brought you out here alone before making a move?â
She gestured around and declared, âJust so you know, if I kill you here, Andrew will never find out, and it certainly wonât disappoint him.
â
Debraâs POV:
My pulse raced with anxiety.
âNo way! How could Andrew be oblivious to a life lost? And if harm befalls me, itâs you who heâll point to first, given our history,â
I protested.
Shirleyâs lips curled into a mocking grin.
âFor someone betrothed to Andrew, your wit seems lacking.
â Her amusement was evident as she toyed with her words.
âSeems youâre lost, arenât you?â
Surveying our surroundings, I countered confidently, âWe stand at the cusp of the two worlds.
â