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She pretended to hate Annalise and was so happy when I became her daughter-in-law.
Lies.
All part of a greater plan, although I don’t understand why she would pretend to like me and then split me from her son.
Was it because she knew I’d choose the sublime? I don’t know…
Setting my phone on record, I slip it back into my pocket, making sure not to cover the speakers.
I enter the gates of the King’s mansion; the guards allowing me through, and I walk to the front door. I ring the bell, feeling my stomach twist once again.
Agatha… it’s hard to believe.
I brush my dripping hair back as the door is opened. “Alpha Zaia, welcome home.”
The butler says, lowering his head to me.
“Thank you. Is anyone home?”
I ask, smiling gracefully.
“Yes ma’am, Madam is home.”
I see.
“Excellent. I’ll go wait for her. I better grab a towel first, though.”
He smiles. “Of course, allow me to-“
“Oh no, I’ll be fine. I’ll grab one.”
I reassure him before I walk down the hallway as if heading to the laundry room, but the moment. I’m out of sight, I scan the hall, trying to pick up Agatha’s location.
I can’t hear anyone downstairs… I glance towards the stairs and swiftly make my way upstairs. She always retreated to her room when she had free time.
The carpet beneath my feet completely silences my footsteps.
Despite Ethan’s silent confirmation, I’m still in denial. Trying to wrap my head around the fact that Agatha is indeed a part of this, despite having enough pointing at her for it to make sense.
I walk down the hall and knock on the closed door of her and Aran’s bedroom. Not waiting for an answer, I open it and step inside.
Agatha looks startled as she stands at the door.of her little lounge, shutting the door behind herself a little too quickly. That was the place that she retreated to for some reading and relaxing time.
“Zaia! You startled me! How are you? Oh my, you are soaking wet. Sit down, I’ll fetch you a towel!”
But the way she had been standing there was as if she was expecting-me.
I force a smile on my face. “Thank you,”
I say quietly, the words making me sick.
Her eyes widen before they glisten with tears.
“Come sit dear,”
she says as she walks over to me touching my cheek when I don’t move. Our eyes meet and once again, it feels like it can’t be true.
Did you really poison your own grandchild?
My heart aches at just the thought of that. How can one be so cruel?
She guides me to the bed, and I sit down. “Are you alright, dear?”
“I’m tired. I just wanted to come see you.”
I say softly, masking my inner turmoil.
“Oh, child… wait here. I’ll go get you a towel before you catch a cold and then we can talk allabout it over some hot drinks.”
She’s about to go to her bathroom before she slaps her forehead. “I’ll be right back. I had them clean the entire place and they took the towels. Besides, I’ll tell them to get some tea…”
she explains as she leaves the room.
The moment she does, my eyes harden, and I stand up, wondering if she’s clicked. She might know or she might not… but do I put her under the alpha command?
I glance towards the bedroom door that stands ajar and swiftly cross the room and try to open the door to her lounge, only for it to not budge.
Automatic lock? Must be since she didn’t lock it with a key.
It’s one room I have never seen, as it was her haven. A place even Aran wasn’t allowed, and that makes me even more curious about it.
Hearing her footsteps, I quickly walk back to the bed and sit down.
“Here we are!”
she says as she comes over holding a towel. I take it from her before she can try to help me, not trusting her in case she’s put something on it. 1
“Thank you,”
I say, placing the towel down on the bed. Seeing her glance towards her lounge door I stand up.
She looks surprised as she glances at the towel. “
Are you alright, Zaia? You will catch a cold!”
“A cold is nothing compared to everything I’ve been put through,”
I say quietly, my eyes hardening as I look at her. “Tell me, how long have you been plotting against me?”
She’s not expecting me to say that. All colour drains from her face and her heart thumps.harder as she looks at me and our eyes meet before she looks away, trying to compose herself, but it’s futile.
“Z-Zaia! Sit down dear, you are just confused-“
“I’m not Agatha. I’m not. I know the truth, and for someone who pretended to love her grandchildren… you sure did ruin Sia’s life!”
I snap, my eyes blazing.
“How can you blame me? Zaia, are you out of your mind!”
she exclaims, her gaze flitting to her lounge door.
“Am I? I know everything. Your game is over Agatha.”
I don’t have time for this. I just don’t.
“Ok ok let’s go downstairs, we can talk about this, ok, let’s talk about this.”
she fumbles, but it’s the glance towards the lounge door again that makes me uneasy.
“Open that door,”
I order.
“So, you can ruin my safe place? You are unhinged, I’m worried for you Zaia, Let-“
Alright fine.
I push past her, slamming my shoulder into the door, putting all my strength and power into it.
“Zaia!”
The sound of splintering wood fills the air before I push the door open, ripping the frame off from one side.
“ZAIA ENOUGH!”
Agatha growls. She grabs my arm, her grip surprisingly strong as she tries to stop me.
I pull away, step into the room, and look around.
It has shelves around the room, most holding ornaments and books, as well as a few pictures. There’s a lounge chair to the side and whatdoesn’t exactly fit in the room is the small desk that sits in the corner with a closed laptop in the very Centre.
“Zaia! How dare you act so rudely and disrespectfully? Don’t forget that I am your mother-in-law!”
I ignore her as I walk over to the desk. There’s also a printer, headphones, a pot of pens, a cardholder and-“Zaia!”
But I’m unable to look away from the cardholder. My heart thumps as I pick one of the square cards up, staring down at it. It’s a plain card but that distinct finish… one I have seen so many times. One that always created a sickening threat.
My stomach sinks as I pull open the laptop and there it is.
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