BECCA'S POVCole led me to an empty classroom at the far end of the building—one that looked like it hadn't been used in years. Dust particles danced in the afternoon sunlight streaming through the grimy windows, and the desks were stacked haphazardly against one wall. He checked the hallway before closing the door behind us and leaning against it, arms crossed over his chest."Start talking," he said, his voice low and steady, but I could hear the edge of urgency beneath it.I paced the small space, my heels clicking against the worn linoleum floor. Where did I even begin? With the spell? With my mother? With the fact that I'd apparently opened some kind of gateway to hell?"I cast a love spell," I blurted out, then immediately felt stupid. It sounded so trivial, so teenage-girl-with-a-crush pathetic when I said it out loud.Cole's expression didn't change. "On me?""Yes, on you," I admitted, refusing to look away even th
Last Updated : 2025-12-06 Read more