My headache grew worse.


    Shirley waspletely out of touch with reality.


    “Miss Harrison, don’t fool yourself.


    Andrew genuinely doesn’t care for you that way.


    He thinks of you as a sister.


    Even if I hadn’t shown up, he wouldn’t have picked you.Exclusive content ? by N?(v)el/Dr/ama.Org.


    ”


    Upon hearing this, Shirley became even more furious.


    Her face flushed a deep shade of red, and through clenched teeth, she said, “Enough! Today, you’ll see what I’m capable of!”


    Without another word, she signaled her followers to move in on me.


    As the witches closed in, I realized how serious the danger was.


    I knew my strength alone couldn’t stand up to a group of witches.


    What were my options?


    Out here in the wilderness, shouting for help would be useless.


    How was I going to get out of this and escape from these witches?


    In that desperate moment, an idea came to me and I said, “Have you thought about the consequences of what you’re doing?”


    Shirley stopped in her tracks.


    I went on, “Look, I’m engaged to Andrew right now.


    If you go through with this without thinking it through, it’s not going to look good for you.


    ”


    Shirley gave a scornfulugh.


    “Debra, you’re just too simple.


    You’re a lowly mixed-blood witch with no real standing.


    I’m the n leader’s daughter.


    What consequences could possibly scare me?”


    Holding my dress, I mentioned Andrew again.


    “You say you love Andrew so much, but I’m his fiancee.


    Don’t you worry that he might be let down by your actions?”


    Shirley’s expression hardened at my pointed words.


    Then, after a moment’s pause, she gave a cold smirk.


    “You really are naive.


    Did you ever wonder why I brought you out here alone before making a move?”


    She gestured around and dered, “Just so you know, if I kill you here, Andrew will never find out, and it certainly won’t disappoint him.


    ”


    Debra’s POV:


    My pulse raced with anxiety.


    “No way! How could Andrew be oblivious to a life lost? And if harm befalls me, it’s you who he’ll point to first, given our history,”


    I protested.


    Shirley’s lips curled into a mocking grin.


    “For someone betrothed to Andrew, your wit seemscking.


    ” Her amusement was evident as she toyed with her words.


    “Seems you’re lost, aren’t you?”


    Surveying our surroundings, I countered confidently, “We stand at the cusp of the two worlds.


    ”