Anya's voice trembled as she uttered, "O—Oma…." Her heart pounded in her chest as she broke the tense silence, desperately trying to explain to her that it wasn't what she was thinking.
In a sudden eruption of anger, Oma's voice sliced through the tension like a razor. "It's Mrs. Whitlock!" she hissed, her eyes ablaze with fury, her hands clenched tightly by her sides. In that moment, she saw Anya not as the sweet Fae she once cherished like a daughter, but as a manipulator, a betrayer of trust. It pained her to realize that someone she had treated like her own daughter could repay her kindness with such deceit.
After discovering the unsettling truth that day, Issac pleaded with Oma to bury the truth, to let the matter go. Reluctantly, Oma acquiesced, but her compliance was not born of weakness. She harbored a plan, biding her time until her son and his fiancée departed, allowing her to take control of the situation.