Chapter 87

Bianca got up and told Trystan to follow her to the study. "You can go to bed first. Don't wait up," Trystan said, then followed Bianca upstairs. After the two left, Bethany and Sawyer were alone in the living room. Sawyer meaningfully glanced at the bandage on Bethany's wrist and clicked his tongue. "Did Megan do that?" he asked. "Huh?" Bethany was a little surprised. She wondered how Sawyer knew that Megan was related to her injury. Perhaps Trystan had told Sawyer about it. Bethany immediately shook the thought away. That wasn't very likely. Even so, she couldn't think of anyone else who would've told him. "Beth," Sawyer said, approaching her. "Say, what kind of potion did Megan use on Trys?" "Uncle Sawyer," Bethany said, awkwardly standing up. "It's getting late. I'll be going to bed. You should rest early, too." Thankfully, Sawyer knew not to push. He waved and let Bethany leave. Walking past the study, she noticed that the door was left ajar. She heard Bianca and Trystan'