Bab 30: Chapter 30: What Really Happened

I spotted Constance in her dining room and, despite my fear about what I was about to do, I crossed the threshold to confront her, my phone held up, video running so that I would have proof to show the Lovely Witches of this conversation. I clutched the journal to my chest for support while I drew near, Constance glaring at me. She appeared to have been waiting for me.

"It's all in here, Constance." Maybe she'd think I was more confident that I was if I used a bit of bluster. Worth a shot. And did wonders for my quivering insides. Talk about fake it until you make it. "Lilith's death because of you, the curse, all of it. You are done." If only it could be that easy.

Just for once, that would be nice.

Constance's smirk had nothing of warmth in it. "You little piece of come from away garbage.

How dare you accuse me?"