Gregory’s POV
The dust-covered study hadn’t seen much use in over a year, but I didn’t care. I needed the quiet.
After everything with Miranda, I needed space to think. Her words kept replaying in my head—Emma might not even be alive. My fists clenched as I tried to shake off the thought.
The door opened without a knock, and I knew it could only be one person.
“I knew I’d find you here,” Mother said, stepping inside, her tone sharp as ever. She didn’t waste time. “What is this I’m hearing about a potion?”
I sighed, barely lifting my head. “Tobias,” I called, my voice tired.
Tobias appeared almost immediately, standing awkwardly in the doorway.
“What’s going on, How did mother know about this?” I asked him directly, not in the mood for games.
Tobias shifted nervously. “It’s not my f
