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CHAPTER 38

Author: Darcel
last update Last Updated: 2025-11-22 18:50:54

ANASTASIA’S POV

Something was wrong with me. Very wrong.

A sickening wrongness twisted inside my body, crawling under my skin like fire and ice twined together. I tried to stand, but my legs wouldn’t cooperate. It felt like my brain had been unplugged from the rest of me, like I was floating somewhere above myself, disconnected and useless.

My temperature was a disaster, my skin burned hot, burning enough to hurt, yet I shivered violently like I was freezing to death.

My vision swam. Blurry outlines. Colours bleeding together. And my mind… foggy, foggy, foggy.

“What did you…” I tried to repeat my earlier question, but even my own voice sounded far away, like it was echoing out of someone else’s throat.

Grey and Amelia’s laughter answered me. Loud. Echoey. Muffled, like I was underwater and sinking fast.

“I told you she was the best witch around,” Amelia said, smugness dripping from every syllable as she beamed proudly at Grey.

Grey stared down at me, delight sparking in his eyes—dark,
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Dayna Stewart
I dont really like this development much. quite sick actually
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