Chapter 122

Emily’s POV

“Interesting little thing, aren’t you?” I heard the witch’s voice behind me.

Slowly, I turned around.

And nearly sagged in relief. The witch wasn’t looking at me at all. She was still muttering to herself while searching through the back room now.

“Where is that damned bucket…”

She disappeared deeper into the shadows again.

I moved instantly back to the cabinet. My eyes flew across the silver labels. Blair. Beth. Bree…Come on.

Then I finally spotted it—the vial with Beatrice’s name on it.

Relief slammed into me. I grabbed the vial and slipped it deep into the hidden pocket of my dress.

Then my eyes caught another name.

What happens next? Find out!

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