“It was you who delivered me to my father when I was a baby,” Melanie stated with crossed arms as Aria sat next to Melanie on a couch in her study.
Aria’s face fell and then paled drastically.
“Antonio finally told you?” Aria asked quietly.
“It doesn’t matter,” Melanie responded briskly. “Who told you to take me to my father? Sybl? She was your coven head at the time.”
Aria shook her head sadly. She looked up at Melanie, guilt and remorse on her face.
“I’m going to tell you everything. Just….just don’t be angry,” Aria implored.
“I can’t promise you that unless I know the whole story,” Melanie replied tersely, her eyes flickered to a spot behind Aria, near the open window of her study, before going to look back at Aria.
Aria took a deep breath.
“I had just recently turned 18
