Emt:
Nothing made sense anymore. After I saw those clips, I realized there wasn’t sothing wrong with , soone had planned it against . But who could it be? I started thinking about everyone who lived in the mansion or had access to it.
After Helanie announced the good news, I didn’t want them to focus on . I didn’t want to be selfish and ruin their happy mont. So I acted happy, even though I was falling apart inside.
I made an excuse and went ho, saying I needed so files and books. But once I was ho, especially in my corner, I started working through a list. I sat down and wrote out the nas of people who could’ve been involved in the scribbling at least.
I checked the nas one by one. I crossed out Norman, then Maximus, Helanie, and my father. But a few nas were harder to cross off.
Kaye.
The reason was simple: Kaye was cursed to kill Helanie. But also, I knew soone had been whispering in his ear. I didn’t want to believe he pushed her, but I had a gut feeling soone might’ve used his body to leave those scribbles. Still, as I stared at his na, I rembered how others had once thought the sa about . So in the end, I crossed his na too.
Then there were only a few left. My mother, who had been visiting often. Ursula, Helanie’s mother, I didn’t believe she could’ve done it, so I crossed her out too.
That left three nas. And one of them was already dead.
Emma, Charlotte and my mother.
"Didn’t Charlotte try to nd her ways?" my wolf reminded .
"Tried to. There’s a thing called deceptive," I replied in my head. "Azura acts like she’s perfect. Like my interests are her best interests. But can we trust her? How do we know she’s not playing a ga? The sa goes for Charlotte. Just because her mother died and she’s grieving doesn’t an she wasn’t going around playing gas with us."
And then there was the last one, my mother.
I slapped my forehead. "She’s such an obvious na. And she’s definitely soone who’d do sothing like that."
I paused. My mother being involved, that would be seriously ssed up. Because if she had done this to , I didn’t know how I’d be able to live with that.
"But how are we going to find out if it was one of the two of them, or the one who’s already dead?" my wolf asked.
"My mother wouldn’t want Azura back, that much I know. Charlotte didn’t like her when she was alive. And if Charlotte didn’t like her, neither would Emma," I said, rubbing my temples, confused.
"Do you know what I’ve been thinking about?" I spoke to my wolf.
"What is it?" the wolf asked.
"Azura died. She stopped existing. Then after so many years, she ca back to life." I paused, needing a mont before saying it out loud. "Why has she aged?"
The mont I said that, my wolf groaned. "It’s not like she was sent to another life where she stayed alive. She was literally dead. Her body was in the ocean. How the hell did she co back aged up?"
I groaned, tapping my pen against the page.
"Maybe she rapidly aged until she caught up to how old she should be," my wolf suggested.
I shook my head. "No. That still doesn’t make sense. Her body was out there. She should have rotted, rit. Sothing’s wrong," I muttered, feeling myself lose it completely.
"What if the father found her a long ti ago, and she was being tortured all this ti?" rit said.
"No, rit. The sacrifice happened just now, this year. How would she have co back years ago?" I stopped, my heart sinking in my chest.
"What is it?" rit asked.
"It’s almost as if she was never dead," I mumbled. The thought hit so hard I got goosebumps.
"And how are we going to find out if that’s true?" my wolf asked, clearly as worried as I was.
Sothing was off with Azura, how she appeared out of nowhere, then died, then ca back, even though I never made the sacrifice. How the hell was she back?
"How about we find the scribbles and match the handwriting?" my wolf said. "I know they tried to copy our writing, but they must have made a mistake."
"We can also check for fingerprints," I added.
"Yeah, but so many people have touched them. The prints might be gone," rit said.
"No, rit. If Norman got ahold of them, trust , half of it will still be preserved," I replied as I stood and picked up my phone.
"Norman, do you rember those scribbles you told about? Do you still have them?" I asked, even though I was already sure he did.
"Yeah, I have them. I put them in a plastic bag after collecting them." He paused, and I could tell he was thinking the sa thing. "Emt. There were a few pages I didn’t even let anyone touch. I grabbed them exactly the way they were and sealed them in a bag," Norman said. That was all we needed. It could finally expose who left them.
"Great, Norman. I’ll need to run a DNA test on the fingerprints." I hung up, feeling hopeful, and left my room, this ti locking it behind . This could’ve all been prevented if I had just locked it before and had caras under my control, not the general security’s.
As I walked down the hallway, I suddenly felt like soone was watching . I turned and saw Azura peeking from behind a pillar, then quickly hiding.
This was exactly the kind of thing I hated, her creeping around again. She’d started acting like her old self, hiding under beds, behind walls, behind trees, always watching . Until I felt like I could never be alone.
"This is the last ti she’s looking at us like that," my wolf growled. I nodded and walked away.
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