[89.1] The Dark Spell (part-two)

Lilian watched wide-eyed at the women before her drawing circles on the oak table with white chalk and lighting candles. 

She had wanted to speak earlier but Abigail had told her they would answer her questions if she could just be patient for a little while longer. 

But if there was something Lilian was not, it was patient. Her mind kept flashing back to Kaya and the bloody images of her and Azian, a boy she had known as Abigail’s nephew of some sort. She had always been fascinated by his beauty and she, like many others was in awe of it. 

However, she also knew him as Mr.  Asshole and the name which had been spoken in her house earlier this morning without a proper explanation. 

She watched curiously as she lit up candles placing them on each point of a star and she shook her head. 

"No, no, hell no!” Lilian grunted standing up as she folded her arms, looking around at the group of women like they had los