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THE WITCH IS DEAD

ANTONELLA’S POV

I thought it was all over when he appeared. Suddenly my life didn’t seem like a mess anymore. The mere glimpse of him had my heart filled with hope again and I felt home in his arms. He was it for me.

We were hand in hand when he suddenly stopped and I was made to turn my head around. A supposed dead witch was behind him with a sword she had driven into him.

When I rushed to him, I felt like my world was crumbling down. The walls of hope that sprouted in my heart suddenly crashed grinding itself into a fine grain. With the snap of a finger she took it away again.

My mind was ringing with pain, I could feel his pain. My heart raced and I could feel an anger I was sure was not mine but his that he was projecting.

I waited a while for his wounds to start to heal but nothing happened. I was so focused on him that I had zoned out from everything else going on around me. Like I didn’t have a witch who was hell bent on making a sacrifice out of me.

“Don’t bother. He’s not goi
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