Sabrina is well aware that there may be some convincing needed across the board, though she's hoping she's bought enough trust that it should be minimal convincing. She beckons Rosie over, patting the bed beside her.
"You should sit down," she says. "I just couldn't get over how much this Nick didn't seem like ours. It kept... it kept sitting in my brain. And then I though, what could be wrong? What would be in him that would do this?"
Her voice has gone quiet.
"It seemed like... delusion. At least until I did the spell."
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"You should sit down," she says. "I just couldn't get over how much this Nick didn't seem like ours. It kept... it kept sitting in my brain. And then I though, what could be wrong? What would be in him that would do this?"
Her voice has gone quiet.
"It seemed like... delusion. At least until I did the spell."