Chapter 149

"Dad."

Young Citrine's voice trembled as she suddenly spotted Sawyer. The sickly smile she wore faded away, leaving only confusion and fear. She stared at him stubbornly, rushing to explain, "Dad, it was him-He touched me."

She took a few timid steps toward Sawyer, reaching out her small, trembling hand, hoping he'd take it. But Sawyer jerked away without hesitation.

"What's wrong with you? Why are you so frightening?"

He shoved Citrine aside, disbelief quickly twisting into disgust in his eyes.

"What do you mean, 'he touched you'? Your Aunt Aline worked so hard to find you

a world-renowned piano teacher, and now you're accusing him of something so outrageous? You're getting more out of hand by the day."

It was Sunday, and the commotion had drawn the entire Iverson family into the hallway.

Citrine and let out a piercing shriek. "Ew, there's blood on your hands! You're scary!" She clapped her hands

her arms, glaring at Citrine with

pleaded, turning to Sawyer, desperate

sending a chill through everyone in the room. He stepped protectively in front of Jeanette

Norton

Their first instinct was to check Jeanette; when they saw she was unharmed, they both let out a long sigh

turned their attention back to Citrine, their eyes blazed with

and already you

yourself if you must, but if you so much as touch

family, Citrine was

murmured, lost and hollow, her eyes gradually

as Young Citrine changed, becoming

time she turned ten, the only person left by

that trapped herself,

room.

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