Chapter 61
Annalise
And then it hit me. My eyes widened. "Unless..." I began, my voice shaking, "she put some kind of magic on it to kill me—or something worse. But then..." I stopped, frowning as the realization deepened. "No, that doesn’t make sense. She didn’t need to do something this drastic. She already had my father’s support, and she was thriving under his favor. Petunia wasn’t desperate enough to resort to this."
Sylus crossed his arms, his expression unreadable. "Are you sure about that?" he asked softly, his tone careful but probing.
I nodded slowly, though doubt still churned in my chest. "She always had control. If she wanted to harm me, she had easier ways."
Sylus flipped through the fragile pages of the book he’d finally pulled from the shelf. But as he turned each one,
