Agnes POV

“I have to,” I replied, my voice now almost a whisper, defeat dolefully etched across my brow and bearing down with a vengeance. This lifted some of the stiffness off my body as I slumped slightly and then relaxed my muscles.

“But I never said that I forgive you,” I continued, tiredly, “I hope you know I still haven’t forgiven you yet.” 

Minerva’s eyes, currently a bright blue, clenched themselves into a frown as they unwaveringly stared at me.

“Agnes, do not get angry with me,” she begged, holding her hands clenched as if in prayer, tears forming in her big blue eyes. “I had to send you...