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❈ ❈ Mila Pov ❈ ❈My apartment felt different now or maybe I felt different in it. Everything was the same. Same furniture, same paint on the walls, same view of the city from my window but it all felt smaller somehow. Like I had shrunk back into my old life and it didn't fit anymore.I was making tea when Riley texted that she was on her way over.Riley: bringing snacks. I have so much to tell you.Me: bet betWhen she got there, she looked different too. Her hair was longer. She'd dyed it darker. She had this glow that I recognized from before, the look of someone who was getting fucked real good and thinking about it constantly."Okay bitch," she said, flopping onto my couch like she owned it. "First of all, are you actually okay? Like I want you to be real with me."I handed her a mug of tea and sat down next to her."No cap?" I said."No cap," she confirmed."I miss y'all," I said. "Like, every single day. I wake up and for like two seconds I forget we're not together anymore a

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6:50pm. I was still in my room, standing in front of the mirror in a dress that was definitely too much for a birthday party and absolutely perfect for what I needed to do tonight.The goal was simple: look hot enough that nobody would question why I showed up with my stepbrother. Make it seem intentional. Make it seem like I had my shit together.I was touching up my lipstick when I heard a knock on my door."Helen? We should probably leave soon if we want to—"I opened the door before he could finish, and there was Kelvin. Just standing there in casual jeans and a white fitted t-shirt that made his chest look like something out of an ad I definitely should not be noticing.Fuck. "Are you ready?" he asked, and there was something different about him. Not the usual apologetic energy. More like he was actually expecting me to be done."Yeah, let's go."He drove. Of course he did. And he opened the car door for me like we were in some romantic comedy, which immediately made me suspiciou

The Mindnight Sell

Tomi knelt in the center of the courtyard and pulled the cloth pouch from her pocket.The grass was damp. She didn't bother spreading anything underneath; the earth didn't care about comfort. She opened the pouch and let the dried herbs spill into her palm. Sage. Bitter leaf. Things her grandmother had taught her to recognize by smell alone, before teaching her what to do with them.She arranged them in a pattern on the ground. Not a circle. A spiral that turned inward, tightening toward a center point she marked with her thumb pressed into the soil. The markings weren't decorative. They were directions. A map for the magic to follow.Her hands moved through the motions she'd practiced hundreds of times. The words came next, spoken low enough that only the earth could hear them. Not English. Not the careful, clipped language of the spells Asterveil's instructors drilled into students during the day. These words had rough edges. They felt older in her mouth.She completed the first spi

Stakes

The magic test was held in the magic performing forum the next afternoon and I was already anxious, knowing I was going to fail.Aurelius academy took these practical assessments seriously. Every student had to demonstrate their shape shifting abilities, control, connection to whatever magical lineage they came from. We were graded on transformation speed, hold duration, and the clarity of our animal form. Critical, intense, and absolutely the worst time for me to be trying hard to look normal.Then it was my turn. Went up when they called my name. The professors were sitting at a table with clipboards, all looking interested. I stood in the marked circle and held out my hand. The fire came first. Small flame, orange and flickering. I let it sit there for a few seconds then closed my fist and it died. Water next, I pulled it from the bucket they had waiting and made it float between my palms, shaking like I couldn't quite hold it steady. When I let it splash back down, one of the pro

What's Mine

My mother called me on a Wednesday."Mila, I've set you up on a date," she said before I could even say hello."Excuse me?" I said. "You did what now?""I've set you up on a date," she repeated. "With Ronan. He's the minister's son. He's successful, handsome, and interested in meeting you.""Mom, what the fuck?" I said. "You can't just set me up without asking me first. That's insane.""You need to move forward," she said. "You need to put yourself out there again. This is me trying to help.""By ambushing me?" I asked."By introducing you to a nice young man," she said. "Saturday at seven. The Italian place downtown."I wanted to say no. I wanted to hang up the phone and tell her to mind her business. But some part of me — the part that was tired of being alone, the part that wanted to prove I could move on — said yes.Saturday came around way too fast.I spent like an hour getting ready, which was ridiculous because it wasn't like I was trying to impress this guy. My mother had lite

Soccery

Normally, I would have been on my way to the assembly hall but lysandra request has got me thinking if today was going to be good or not. The only way to know was to ask my oracle. The one no one in this academy knew. So Yea, I skipped the assembly The assembly bell rang while Agatha was still getting dressed. I told her to go without me. I wasn't feeling well. She hesitated. Agatha could read lies, but she left anyway. Immediately after she left, I cast the veil. which was very important. Anybody could come in at any time especially the dormitory mistress, checking if all students are actually at the assembly hall. I pulled the cloth from the bottom of my trunk. Old. Hand-woven by my grandmother. The fate-bead sewn into its edges had their own weight. Their own voice. I arranged them on the cloth. My fingers moved the way my parents had shown me; slow, intentional, respectful. The veil held steady around me as I began the incantations. Not in english. The words my mother had ta

Mystery Date

My mother called me on Wednesday."Mila, I've set you up on a date," she said before I could even say hello."Excuse me?" I said. "You did what?""I've set you up on a date," she repeated. "With Ronan. He's the minister's son. He's successful, handsome, and interested in meeting you.""Mom, for the love of Christ," I said. "You can't just set me up without asking me first. That's insane.""You need to move forward," she said. "You need to put yourself out there again. This is me trying to help.""By ambushing me?" I asked."By introducing you to a nice young man," she said. "Saturday at seven. The Italian place downtown."I wanted to say no, hang up the phone and tell her to mind her business. But some part of me that was tired of being alone, wanted to prove I could move on. So I said yes.Saturday came around way too fast.I spent like an hour getting ready, which was ridiculous because it wasn't like I was trying to impress this guy. My mother had literally just sprung him on me.

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