Phoebe's eyes darted around the room, her mind racing for an escape. Annabelle's discovery of the scroll had set her heart racing, and she knew she had to think fast. She couldn't let Annabelle uncover the truth, not now, not ever.
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"Where did you get this?" Annabelle demanded, her voice firm but controlled.
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Phoebe hesitated, her stuttering returning. "I-I found it...in the attic...years ago."
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Annabelle raised an eyebrow. "In the attic? That's quite a coincidence, don't you think?"
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Phoebe shrugged, trying to appear nonchalant. "I-I don't know what you're insinuating."
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Annabelle took a step closer, her eyes locked onto Phoebe's. "Don't play dumb, Phoebe. I know you're hiding something. What is this scroll, and what does it have to do with our family?"
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Phoebe's eyes dropped, her voice barely above a whisper. "It's...it's nothing. Just an old relic."
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Annabelle's expression turned skeptical. "An old relic? With blood on it? Don't lie to me, Phoebe. I deserve the truth."
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Phoebe's face went white, her eyes darting around the room as if searching for an escape. Annabelle's words had struck a chord, and she knew she was running out of options.
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Phoebe's eyes landed on the window, and for a moment, Annabelle thought she saw a glimmer of desperation. But then, Phoebe's expression changed, and she seemed to steel herself.
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"Fine," Phoebe spat, her voice venomous. "You want to know the truth? I'll tell you. But you won't like it."
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Annabelle's heart raced, her mind preparing for the worst. What secrets had Phoebe been keeping? And what did they have to do with the mysterious scroll?
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Phoebe's eyes seemed to bore into Annabelle's soul, her voice dripping with malice. "You think you're so clever, don't you? Discovering the scroll, confronting me... But you have no idea what you're dealing with."
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Annabelle stood her ground, her heart racing. "I'm dealing with secrets and lies, Phoebe. And I'm going to uncover every single one of them."
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Phoebe's laughter sent shivers down Annabelle's spine. "You're playing with fire, Annabelle. And you're going to get burned."
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With that, Phoebe turned and strode out of the room, leaving Annabelle with more questions than answers. What secrets was Phoebe hiding? And what did they have to do with the mysterious scroll?
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As Annabelle pondered her next move, she heard footsteps outside her door. It was her mother, a look of concern etched on her face.
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"Annabelle, dear, I heard raised voices. Is everything okay?"
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Annabelle hesitated, unsure how much to reveal. But something about her mother's expression made her pause...
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Annabelle's eyes narrowed, her mind racing. What did her mother know? And why was she suddenly so concerned?
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"Everything's fine, Mother," Annabelle replied, trying to sound nonchalant. "Just a disagreement with Phoebe."
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Her mother's expression turned skeptical. "A disagreement? That's not what I heard. Annabelle, what's going on? You know you can trust me."
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Annabelle hesitated but her mother's words struck a chord. Maybe it was time to confront the secrets head-on.
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"Mother, what do you know about the scroll?" Annabelle asked, her voice barely above a whisper.
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Her mother's expression changed, a flicker of fear crossing her face. "What scroll, dear?"
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Annabelle's eyes locked onto her mother's. "Don't lie to me, Mother. I know Phoebe's hiding something. And I think you are too."
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The room fell silent, the tension palpable. Annabelle's mother seemed to shrink away, her eyes darting around the room as if searching for an escape.
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And then, in a voice barely audible, she whispered, "Meet me in the garden tonight, Annabelle. Come alone."
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With that, she turned and disappeared, leaving Annabelle with more questions than answers...
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