EMBER’S POV
And the horrible part, the part that shuts my mouth entirely, is that it isn’t mad.
Line it up the exact way she saw it, and I would have locked me up too.
A strange new woman comes into the family house, showing signs and doing things that were not only horrific, but perfectly in tune with the only other devil she knows.
So of course Marjorie, in all her wise years and stellar intuition, made us both out to be partners in the exact same crime.
I let out a long-suffering sigh, pinching the bridge of my nose as a fresh headache starts to build.
“She lured me in there.”
It comes out quiet. Marjorie blinks. She was clearly braced for me to scream back, or maybe for my final act of villainy and laughter.
“Do you hear me?” I take a step in, pressing right up against the iron
