AMELIA
I stood in the hallway, my hand on the doorframe as I overheard the conversation inside. Jake was there, talking to my brother Bernard. A slow grin spread across my face. This was my chance. I had been patient, waiting for the perfect moment to tighten my hold on Jake. Today, I would make sure he would start seeing things my way—whether he realized it or not.
Quickly, I went to the kitchen. I had the potion hidden in my pocket, ready for this exact moment. I reached for the cranberry juice, one of Jake’s favorites, and poured it into a glass. I was careful, adding only a few drops of the potion to the juice. Too much, and it would raise suspicion. Just enough, and Jake would begin to feel more... drawn to me.
I smiled as I arranged the juice and two slices of cake on a tray. It w
