Chapter 83

ETHAN

I’m worried about Hazel. She’s been sick for so long, and nothing we do seems to help. Arnold and I, we've tried everything, but her condition just keeps getting worse. I can see the worry in Arnold's eyes, just like how I feel it in my own heart.

“Arnold, what do we do?” I ask him, feeling the weight of desperation in my voice.

“We can’t keep going like this, Ethan.” Arnold replies, his voice filled with concern. “We need to find help, and fast.”

“But who can we turn to?” I ask, feeling lost.

Arnold hesitates for a moment before speaking again.

“There’s a witch in the neighboring village. Maybe she can help us.”

I nod, grateful for Arnold’s suggestion. “Let’s go see her.”

We make our way to the neighboring village, the worry for Hazel weighing heavy on our hearts. When we finally arrive at the witch’s cottage, I knock on the door anxiously, hoping she can offer us some kind of solution.

The door creaks open, revealing an old woman with wise eyes and a kind smile