Chapter 11. Meeting the witch

Amalia’s pov

The next morning, I was awakened by Peter's voice. He had come to take me to meet the witch in the woods near campus. I lied once again to my father that I had to be early on campus and Peter and I headed to the woods near campus, where we were supposed to meet the witch who was going to teach me magic.

It was a beautiful day, with the sun shining brightly above us and a gentle breeze rustling through the trees. As we walked together, I couldn't help but marvel at the beauty of nature around us.

We eventually arrived at our destination, a small clearing in the woods that was surrounded by tall trees on all sides. In the middle of it all stood an old oak tree. I felt an unmistakable energy emanating behind the tree and a tall woman with wild, curly black hair and dark eyes came from behind it. She looked approximately my age, maybe a year or two older.

She hugged Peter and something I never thought I would feel about Peter, I felt it. At that moment I felt jealous wi