Chapter 57

Fantasy Bar

The sign above the building glowed in violet neon: FANTASY. The letters pulsed faintly as though alive, casting strange shadows on the cracked pavement below. From the outside, it looked like any other nightclub in the city, loud music, flashing lights, and men stumbling out with lipstick stains and empty wallets.

Valerius parked the car with sharp precision, the engine growling before falling silent. Chloe climbed out, her heels clicking against the pavement, her nerves prickling at the thought of meeting the witch who had supposedly brought her back to life.

Inside, the bar was dim, bathed in purples and golds. Mirrors lined the walls, reflecting dancers, drinkers, and shadows alike. A haze of perfume and smoke clung to the air. Chloe stuck close to Valerius, her wide eyes drinking in the glittering chaos.

Behind the counter stood the owner, a curvy woman with bold red lipstick and curls piled high on her head. She arched an amused brow at the three of them as th