Debraâs POV:
My brow deepened into a furrow.
How had the situation deteriorated so swiftly in mere days?
Puzzled, I inquired, âIt was simply a minor collision with Shirley.
How did it escalate to this extent?â
With a smile shadowed by sorrow, Nora replied, âDebra, you might not be aware, but offending Shirley is something no one in the witch clan dares do.
No one is prepared to provoke the wrath of the clan leaderâs daughter on behalf of a despised mixed-blood witch, given how vindictive Shirley is.
â
Remembering Shirleyâs spiteful nature, I realized the accuracy of Noraâs statement, recalling that even Andrew had involved an outsider like me to decline her demands.
Nora looked at me with eyes full of hope.
âShirley is targeting me, and Iâm without refuge.
Debra, is there any chance you could allow me to stay and work at the manor?â
âWhat? Me?â I responded, pointing to myself in total bewilderment.
âYes,â Nora confirmed, her tone soft.
âOnly the deputy clan leader has the power to protect me right now.
Shirley respects Mr.
Pierce greatly and wouldnât dare challenge his decisions regarding whom he chooses to shelter.
â
Her explanation resonated with truth.
Yet, despite my willingness to help her, I had to confess that I wasnât really Andrewâs fiancee.
Technically, I was merely a temporary guest here, lacking any authority to extend sanctuary.
Regretfully, I told her, âIâm sorry, I canât make that decision.
â
A look of disappointment crossed Noraâs face, yet she didnât insist.
Maintaining a courteous smile, she said, âAlright, I understand.
I wonât impose any further.
Iâll just leave now.
â
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As she stood, gave a respectful bow, and began to leave.
I saw the abrasion on the back of her hand and how thin she was.
Moved by compassion, I hurriedly intervened, âWait.
While I donât have the authority myself, I can talk to Andrew.
If he consents, youâll be able to stay.
â
âReally?â Noraâs eyes, dim before, now lit up with hope.
I confirmed, âReally.
â
Noraâs eyes brimmed with joy as she began to thank me.
âThank you so much, Debra! Youâre such a good person.
â
She was interrupted by Andrewâs voice echoing from the doorway.
âDebra, after so long, youâre finally willing to step out.
â
I turned to see Andrew entering with a lively step and a welcoming smile.
âYouâve come out today, whatâs going on? If you need help, just let me know.
Iâm here to assist you.
â
Surprised, I asked, âWhat brings you here?â