#Chapter 122: The Ritual

Agnes A few days passed after that, and I never located my letter. When I asked Evelyn and Gertrude about it, they said they hadn’t seen it. I wondered if one of the staff had picked it up and tossed it out, thinking that it was trash. Either way, I supposed it didn’t really matter at that point; Elijah already knew my true feelings, and we had come to the difficult decision to cool off our romantic relationship. In a strange sort of way, though, this time didn’t hurt as much as the first time he rejected me. Maybe because this wasn’t a rejection, but rather a matter of mutual understanding. We had to do what was best for Thea, and what was best for her right now was keeping her safe until something could be figured out in regards to Olivia. Olivia. Just the thought of her name pained me, and all I could think about was those moments leading up to the poison ivy, when she had just ‘happened’ to lose me in the woods. I still didn’t believe that it was as u