Nina Now that my mother had left the room, it was just me and the witch, Elara. She gazed at me with those deep emerald eyes, her expression serious. I just stared at her, my eyes wide. She had just told me that I was seemingly curse-free and that my baby was healthy, but now it seemed as th
Nina When Enzo and I finally pulled away from each other, his gaze fell onto the pile of vials and talismans that were sitting next to me on the bed. He frowned, furrowing his brow as he sat up. “What’s all that for?” he asked. I took a deep breath and began to recount everything the wit
I paused for a moment, unsure of how much to tell her. But a quick glance with Enzo made me think that, although it would be best to tell them the truth eventually, maybe right now wasn’t the most ideal time. I was tired of talking about it, and I was even more tired of worrying my parents. “She
Nina By the time Enzo and I pulled ourselves away from our embrace, the clock read past four o’clock. I was beginning to feel restless, but Enzo was fast asleep. We had both dozed off yet again, although Enzo was more deep in sleep than I was. With a gentle sigh, I carefully extricated mysel
At the mention of Selena, the kitchen fell silent. I could see my father’s expression twist slightly, and he quickly turned his back. He was pretending to check on the chicken in the oven, but I knew that he was just trying to keep himself from crying. I opened my mouth to say something, but the
Nina My hand trembled as I pulled away from Enzo, watching as a whole host of emotions played across his face. I was still in shock; he had flinched from my touch. But why? I had never—I would never have—laid a finger on him. And yet here he was, the man who was strong enough to fight battle
Nina My eyes went wide as Enzo uttered those words. “I’m not entirely sure if I’m going to take this job after all.” It didn’t make any sense. Enzo had been so excited about this job all along, and yet he was changing his mind suddenly out of the blue. Something had happened while he was
Nina “It’s Mila, isn’t it?” I didn’t know why, exactly, her name came to mind. It was just as though I knew; maybe it was because of the strange way she had acted around me, or the way she had shamelessly flirted with my own husband right in front of my face. But it didn’t make sense tha