She frowned at her friend, silent for a long moment, mouth falling open into a small o of understanding.

"You think Thomasin broke the Vow, that that's what killed her." It was a statement, not a question; even as Persephone said the words, she knew that they were correct. But it was foolish—if Thomasin had divulged to anyone what had happened at Baxter's Knoll, it would have come back to the rest of them by now. It had been years. Had Ivy felt this way the whole time?

"You never said," Persy added, accusation draped over her words. And if Ivy had never told Persephone, she certainly hadn't told any of the others. How long had she borne these suspicions?