Chapter 130

Zenovia

My breathing was ragged, and I had trouble focusing on the surroundings. My legs were wobbly as I paved my way through the forest, trying not to trip.

The scene I had seen with my own eyes…it had left me shaken. Who was that girl? And why had she died?

Based on the appearance of the hooded figure in the scene and the one hovering in front of me, it seemed that both of them were the same.

The witch was there when the girl, Aisy, died. And…Callahan looked utterly distraught when she was injured and taking her last breaths.

What could be the cause of her death? He had argued with the witch that it was not Aisy’s fault, but that it was his.

And the witch said that I had to leave him if I did not want to suffer the same fate. Why did she say that?

And why not show me her face or reveal her identity? There were so many questions in my head, each thought more confusing than the other.

Clutching my chest, I slowly made my way toward the mansion walls and back to the huge front yard.

It was still night time, and the coast was clear, so I slipped in through the gates and headed straight to my room.

My throat felt dry, and I was sweating profusely. Taking the support of the walls and the railing, I slowly made my way towards the kitchen and opened the fridge..

Instead of taking a glass to pour some water in it, I directly put the bottle to my mouth after removing the cap, gulping down as if I had run a marathon.

By the time I finished drinking the water, my breathing had calmed down a little. Wiping my face with the back of my hand, I refilled the empty bottle and put it back in the fridge.

I gave a startled cry when I saw a familiar face staring at me when I closed the fridge door.

“Goddess, you startled me,” I said.

“I was feeling thirsty too”

and grabbed a bottle from the

was not sure if he

and he asked again,

Aisy?” I blurted out without thinking and he almost sprayed the

“Where did

I replied, “That is not an answer to my

table, he asked, “Did you meet someone? Is someone

me, but I pushed his hand away.

she was

hand through his hair. “Imagine what? Speak clearly,

scene in which a girl died and you begged that person, who I assume is a witch, to save the

and Callahan’s face

that true?” I asked, and he tried to pacify me. “Look Zee, your nightmare was really bad. You

more anger than I felt.

keep any secrets. Please

anchor. You

him again, “If you won’t tell me, I will go find answers on my own. Isn’t it

“You will not like the answers, Zee. That is the only reason

not deny answering me

share. I would rather not live in the

not here. Let us

my hand firmly, letting his fingers intertwine with mine. It was not as if I would run away somewhere

curious to find out about

on the carpet as we climbed up the stairs and he opened the door of

me sit on one of the chairs, he pulled another in front of me

a big secret of my life all this time because

he gently brushed his thumb over

Mirabel?”

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