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“Well, Tabatha,” he said as I sat down, his voice crisp, his fingers steepled. “Shall I lie to you?”
Surely you knew about the prophecy, if you’re his apprentice. He predicted this himself, the big asshole drama queen.”
You can’t just let a sorcerer of Julian’s caliber lie dead for a day without answering certain questions of succession.” Angelique’s eyes narrowed as she gave the boards over the workshop door a little knock. “Vultures gather far more quickly than you think. One can’t be too careful.”
But I needed to know. I needed to see for myself that Sorcerer Solomon wasn’t playing another trick. “Fine,” said Angelique after a moment, with a little shrug. “Your therapy bill.”
He had an uncanny capacity to make you feel guilty for things you hadn’t actually done. Or at least, to make you second-guess whether you were even sure you hadn’t done them.
“Hush, dear—don’t interrupt me when I’m arguing. It’s not filial.
if two daughters of Asian immigrants can’t bond over the shared recognition of rich white dude entitlement, what hope is there for any of us?
I don’t deal with misunderstandings on an empty stomach. That’s a rule I’ve learned to set for myself,
“Um, thanks. For talking me through that.” “Of course. We can talk anytime. It’s a healthy thing to do, for processing trauma—or so a whole bevy of family therapists have told me,”
neither of us was willing to invoke her wrath by existing in her presence, much less questioning her.
“You can’t make all your life choices based on your worries about what-ifs,
Death heightens all emotions and plays tricks on everyone’s mind.
“It’s true, then,” Felix breathed. “You were murdered.” “Ah, ah, ah. Now, that would be a spoiler, wouldn’t it?”
Deep down, maybe we were all just the same kind of greedy.
don’t know why admitting that I wanted not to suck at the thing for which I’d been working my ass off for going on four years embarrassed me so much.
“You are good at this, squishy wizard. Don’t let anyone let you overthink into believing otherwise.
A day ago—hell, an hour ago—I would have freaked out. Now I found my brain settling into cold-edged problem-solving mode. Fix what can be fixed, as efficiently as possible.
If you have found this footage, that means that I came to an end that I deserved, and for that, I am grateful.
“We’re trusting her to do something only she can. We’re letting our sister destroy the demons this family gave her.

