Erica looked around, her chest heaving heavily. Everyone was looking at her as if they knew something that she did not. Even Abby looked away and could not maintain eye contact.
"He is lying; do not believe what he is saying!" She yelled as she moved closer to Pickford.
"The only girl I ever kept was Abby," Pickford clarified. "Whoever you have as your sister is not and might be another witch lying and pretending to be your sister," he added.
Erica froze for a second. Pickford's claims were not that far-fetched. She looked at Fiona, lost.
"Actually, the girl is your sister and not a shapeshifter," Fiona assured as she moved closer. "The only problem is that she is a mole," she added.
"Liar!" Erica yelled.
"Seeing is believing," Fiona replied, and ordered her son to go and get a basin with water in it.
