chapter 20
Glinda's POV
I paced quickly around my big bedroom in fear.
Today was the fourth anniversary of Elphaba's death and every ozian would gather outside my bedroom balcony to hear me beckon lies about her.
I couldn't do it.
I couldn't do this to her.
Not now that I know she's alive.
it would ruin me.
"Ms Upland?" one of my servants called.
"coming" I responded.
As I picked up the sparkly wand and stepped out onto the marble balcony the whole of Oz was at my doorstep.
I inhaled a sharp breath. grand and cheerful but keep smiling and no one will suspect a thing.
"Fellow Ozians, the time has come around once again to celebrate the death of the wicked witch of the west..." I felt faint. my vision went slightly blurry.
hold yourself together
"so let us all celebrate this fine day and let no one mourn this wicked witch.. good day" run. run back inside and mourn in silence.
I knew I couldn't do it
"I'm so sorry Elphie but I've failed you" I whispered.
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