Chapter 390

• EMMA
• The witch shrugs, sitting down in front of me, and I keep my hands in my lap, pushing down the urge to knead my fingers nervously.
• “Don’t be idiotic and allow your wife to drink a cup of tea.” She taps my knee and smiles at me encouragingly before dropping the bomb that causes my heart to still. “It would be better for you to be concerned about the stuff you give her to fall asleep when you want to discuss your shenanigans instead. Because that is what hurts the baby.”