“W-what?”
“She’s the only one who can testify that you didn’t kill Elena, she knows that Elena’s been dead for years and Julia killed her,”
Aiden crouched in front of me, his thumb brushing my cheek. “Emmaline, this is our only way out.”
“But if Elena hates me, and hates you, doesn’t it make sense that Petunia will hate us too? How… what are we even gonna do?”
“You need to find her and convince her to testify against Julia.” Fer chimed in.
“You think she's gonna agree to betray her niece?”
Rhea stepped forward. “I guess you’re gonna have to be convincing enough.”
“I don’t even know what she looks like,”
“Here,” Aiden pulled out a photo.
I took it, freezing as a softer version of Elena stared back at me. Brown hair, blue doe eyes, and a slender frame.
“Good genes run in the fa
