Chapter 52

Lizzie’s POV As we were escorted back to the Packhouse, the guards showed no signs of sympathy or concern for our predicament. The people who were always respectful towards me because of Daniel’s position were now openly glaring at me. Their indifference only added to the weight of the disaster that had just unfolded in that courtroom. For all three of us, this trial had been a catastrophe, but it was me who had the most to lose. I couldn't help but steal a furtive glance at Daniel. Over the years, I had played my part as the wicked seductress, using my body and the dark magic I possessed to ensnare him. I had kept him sexually satisfied to keep him under my control. I had twisted his thoughts, manipulated his emotions, and made him cruel and malicious in ways he would never have been on his own. I made him hate his daughter, Grace, and made sure that she knew this. I wanted him to be cruel and his heart full of hatred, so my dark magic could function better, but now Emma’s one stupid