“Sophia said the same thing. She even called you a scheming witch, but I don’t buy that. I know you're not like that.”
To be honest, Sabrina didn’t really think Amelia had the brains to scheme. In her eyes, Amelia was just clueless.
Guess she'd just have to wait till Amelia got back home and ask her directly.
“Sabrina, stop defending Amelia. She doesn’t deserve a great sister like you,” Ethan said, clearly pissed.
Even he couldn’t explain why he was so angry. Amelia didn’t mess up today—she’d actually done pretty well.
Right now, Amelia was sitting at Damien’s place. The private doctor had just patched her up and left.
Damien crouched down in front of her, gently lifting her foot to check the injury. “How’s it feel?”
Amelia was caught off guard and flinched a little.
