As I held the dagger in my hand, my mind raced. This was it. This was the proof I needed.
If Lydia had this dagger, then there was no doubt in my mind. She was the one who tried to kill me that night.
I exhaled slowly, trying to control the burning rage in my chest. I had trusted Lydia once, and she had betrayed me. And now, she was after something, something that involved William, Ella, and Dominic.
I needed to know everything she was planning.
I was about to open the small velvet box to check if there was more when…
A noise.
Footsteps. Soft but quick.
My body tensed instantly.
Lydia.
She was coming.
I had seconds to react.
Moving swiftly, I put the dagger back exactly where I found it, making sure nothing looked out of place. I closed the box carefully, shoved it back into the
