บท 200: Chapter 200: False Accusations

I didn't think my mood could get much worse. Until I walked into the kitchen and saw the look on Mom's face. We'd been through a lot together in the last year, from risks to the coven, to the whole town even. And as much as Mom had shown cracks in her façade of perfect coven leader, even fallen apart a time or two-at times I hardly blamed her-I'd never, ever seen that level of pure terror in her before.

"What now?" It came out snarky, but my tone was soft. If Mom was afraid, there was reason to be afraid.

Dad paced the kitchen, anger warring with anxiety written all over him. "Your Uncle Frank," he said.

The door flew wide before I could say a word, as I was propelled forward further into the kitchen. Strong hands caught me, turned me around. I thought Mom looked scared.

Sunny was absolutely desperate.

She stepped around me, went right to Mom, vibrating with the force of her emotions.

"It's not true," she said. "It's not."

Mom just looked up at her.