Amelia: Who died, Greg?
I sighed softly.
Gregory: It's Sarah... I'm sorry...
She was shaking against me, crying.
Amelia: It's my fault, Greg... if I had told you instead of hiding from you, nothing would have happened...
Gregory: Don't say that, baby, you're not responsible. He would have found a way to poison the chocolate anyway...
Amelia: But why didn't I smell the wolfsbane in the chocolate?
I sighed softly.
Gregory: Because that's not what he used... he used cyanide... it smells...
Amelia: Bitter almonds...
Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Dorian running up to me. He had sensed Luna's distress and was running towards her, even if their relationship wasn't what it used to be. He sat down on the chair next to us and gently placed his hand on Amelia's back. Amelia stiffened i
