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~ A M E L I A ~ Gabriel and I wandered through the forest, trying to find the listed plants Mr Hatchett wanted us to find for our project. Luckily, he wasn’t expecting us to hunt down any of the lethal plants; for those, we just had to write detailed descriptions of their uses in herbal healing and witchcraft. I hooked and twisted my fingers together, waiting for Gabriel to ask what I knew he wanted to ask, from my interaction with Everett at their manor. Finally, he spoke with a sigh, running his fingers through his blue-black hair, ‘Amelia, what the hell did you do? What was Everett talking about earlier?’ Clearing my throat, ‘I lost a bet—’ ‘Why the hell are you making bets with him?’ Gabriel raised his voice, annoyed. My voice stammered before I could pull an answer together,