Juliette’s point of view.I watched my grandmother tremble terribly, holding onto one of the guard’s hands to steady herself. She opened her mouth to speak but no words came out. Her face looked pale and tired, like everything was crashing down at once.Judging from how she basically had no way out in denying what Cordelia had done, even if she tried. I had already set a trap for her. There was nothing she could say to make herself look like a saint again. With the pack weak now, and everyone already suspicious of her, she was trapped.
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