Elara "You will be." She turned back to her bowl, as if none of this had just happened. "Everyone eventually is." Kate shifted beside me, clearly sensing the conversation had changed into sometimes we could neither control anymore. So she tried to have the topic. "Okay, well, this has all been wildly informative, but maybe we should…" "You still haven't told us where you're from, Elara." Daisy didn't even look up. "I asked you once, back at the apartment, and you changed the subject. I'm asking again now. Who are you? Really?" I felt something pull behind my eyes, like the floor was shaking without actually moving. And when I tried to say something, my voice felt far away… where I couldn't reach. What the hell was happening to me? "Elara?" Kate snapped a hand in front of my face. "Are you okay?" she asked. I blinked hard. "Yeah. Yeah, I'm fine." I wasn't entirely sure that was true, but it felt like the safest thing to say out loud in a room with a witch. She was responsible
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