Chapter 94: Propositioned By A Witch

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Marelyn pushes her chair back and shoots to her feet. It scrapes on the tiled floor. The sound lasts as she walks away, stinging our ears because we hear everything extra.

Orson appears confused. "Did I say something wrong?"

Everyone stops eating, but we can't blame the Zeta for not knowing when to keep his mouth shut. Marelyn's a close part of Moon Grove for now. It only made sense to let her in on what's happening on the sidelines.

"She would have known about the execution sooner. It's hightime that happened," Aiden says, tossing his napkin on the table, and losing his appetite.

Drusila's patient gaze rests on me. She's waiting for me to do the right thing. I fear confronting this because even if Marelyn asks me to stop it, I won't change my decision.

"Continue with dinner. I'll handle this."

I exit the dining room. Marelyn's on the patio. I walk in to find her sitting with her head buried in her palms. I say nothing, and just stand there, watching her while my hands rest in my