âAbsolutely not,â Andrew declared, his tone earnest.
âI understand your discomfort with this charade, and I wonât insist on it any longer than necessary.
Once Shirley gives up, Iâll seize the opportunity to set things right.
â
Silence fell over me again.
Waiting for Shirley to give up?
It seemed improbable.
Shirleyâs temperament-spoiled, stubborn, and defiant, evidenced by her final remarks at the banquet-suggested she wouldnât easily relinquish her grasp on Andrew.
âThat might never happen,â Ivy complained with a trace of irony.
At a loss for words, I remained silent.
Observing my continued silence, Andrew paused, reflecting deeply.
He then made an offer.
âDebra, if you truly wish to end this facade, I could clear the air with Veronica now.
Itâs the last thing I want-to complicate your life further.
â
I shook my head, dissuading him.
âThereâs no turning back now.
The declaration has been made.
â
A look of remorse washed over Andrew.
He bowed, his apology heartfelt.
âIâm deeply sorry.
The blame is mine.
â
He quickly reassured me, âI will resolve this matter and minimize any harm to you.
â
I accepted his promise without objection.
Visibly annoyed and bewildered, Ivy questioned, âWhy drop the matter? Wouldnât it be simpler for Andrew to just come clean?â
Maintaining my composure, I explained to her, âItâs too Late for that.
Accepting the role at the banquet has already put me at odds with Veronica.
As the clan leader, how could she stand such a public slight? She undoubtedly harbors resentment towards me now.
With her pride so deeply injured, any attempt by Andrew to clarify would likely be perceived as an insult.
Weâve crossed a point of no return; the conflict is inevitable.
â
Debraâs POV:
Ivy seemed really concerned.
âWhatâs our next move? We still have to live here.
Upsetting their leader might cause us some real problems, donât you think?â
I looked towards the rift in the sky and sighed.
âAt this moment, we just have to go one step at a time.
Iâm hoping we remember everything soon and can get away from the witch clan.
Thatâs the only way to truly get rid of all these problems.
â
Ivy stayed quiet.
I could tell what was going through her head.
We had been with the witch clan for quite a while, and our memories hadnât even hinted at coming back.
What I said was just to make her feel better.
But then, something sparked in my brain.
I lowered my head and looked at my palm.
When Shirley attacked me, a surge of power coursed through me and reached my palm.
What got me confused was why I couldnât feel it anymore, like it never even happened.
What was happening here? Who even was I? Why did I have this weird power?
I glanced sideways at Andrew, thinking about whether to tell him about this and see if he knew anything.
But ever since the whole fiancee thing, I didnât trust Andrew anymore.