I knew Sage had been poisoned. I had watched her suffer through the pain, seen the fear in her eyes, and felt the helplessness that came with knowing that someone had tried to harm her. I had stayed beside her as much as I could, terrified of what might happen if her condition worsened.
The healer had managed to flush the poison from her system, and Sage had eventually regained consciousness. Although she was still shaken, she was recovering.
But knowing that she had been poisoned and knowing who had done it were two entirely different things.
We had spent hours wondering who could have wanted to hurt her.
Now, the pieces were beginning to fall into place, and I hated how easily they seemed to fit.
Alice... The same Alice who had been growing increasingly comfortable around Jason. The
