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she said, stifling a laugh. Celine smiled at her sheepishly and walked out. She went to Lenora's chambers and wrote a letter to her. After she was done writing, she chanted a spell. The letter turned into a bird and flew away to its destination. In half an hour, Andrea and Elphaba arrived at the Zaros study. But to their shock, there was another person along with them. "She is…" "Yes, She is Ophelia," Elphaba answered. Ophelia took off her cloak and revealed her disheveled appearance. Her skin was a mix of black and purple. She looked thin and awful. Ophelia looked like someone who would be blown away by some strong wind.

Porter had given us last night. Ophelia Fox, Skyla’s sister, sat next to her. She had the same green eyes and red hair, but unlike Skyla, who always held her chin high with distain, Ophelia wore a childlike, curious smile. Her long-lashed eyes flitted around the room, like she was hunting for something amusing.

They found Ophelia even before you did," she revealed. I clenched my fist. "However, I will help you ruin the Alpha's mermaid." I nodded in satisfaction and my eyes sparkled in excitement. "Ophelia changed so much, isn't she supposed to be an old woman?" I asked before I could stop myself. Tabitha sighed. "She isn't supposed to be an old woman. She is supposed to be dead right now, but she was reborn." "Reborn? Is that even possible?" I asked.

Liesel's smile reached her eyes after she heard Elijah's decisive response. Something warm filled his empty heart as Elijah gazed at her bright smile. His restlessness and irritability settled instantly. The vague pain and inconsolable fear he felt had been mollified. He pulled Liesel into a tight embrace as if trying to make her part of himself. … After Matthew and Edward left the dinner party, Ophelia felt too humiliated to stay any longer. She had grown up in a world where everything was either right or wrong. She always believed that her father and brother were the paragons of goodness. They embodied everything that was right. She saw them as her role models. How could they possibly be t

She said in a deep voice and then began to laugh, and I had no choice but laugh as well, joining her madness. Suddenly, Olivia’s eyes headed towards a certain part of the store, their eyelids opening wildly from shock, and without waiting for me to follow her, she ran up there. It was one of those vending machines, Livie always had to get one of those plastic capsules. “Do you want a token?” I asked when I reached her side, she just nodded without taking her eyes off the plexiglass sphere. “Here” I said when I returned to her side, noticing her still in the same place.

I held back a snort at her statement, reminding myself that it was no good starting a fight with anyone now—especially not an Elder that had knowledge on magic. With a sigh, I watched as she drummed her fingers against each other, her friendly smile twitching from breaking into one that natcged her eyes, “Eric may have summoned you for his selfish reasons, but the Moon has her own plans, Ophelia.” That made me freeze in my tracks. I finally looked at her, eyes narrowing with curiosity. “What did you just say?”

I whispered, my voice hoarse from shouting. “No, I can't leave you!” he replied fiercely. “I’m not going anywhere without you” “Listen to me!” I said, as we backed each other. "I can survive on my own, Mia won't let me die, just go” I instructed" Reluctantly, Michael nodded. “Stay safe, Olivia,” he said, before turning and disappearing into the woods.” Just then, I felt a sharp thrust on my side. a sharp scream escaped my mouth, I gasped, stumbling as blood soaked my clothes. Everything became blurry, and I fell to my knees. Strong hands grabbed me roughly, pulling me to my feet. I was captured.

Cole I look up when I hear the door open, and in walks Ophelia. It amazes me how the girl can light up a room even when she isn't trying. She's dressed the way she would any day of the week at school, but she looks absolutely beautiful. She looks our way and smiles, heading toward us. Then for some reason, she looks around the place, and her smile drops. I follow the direction she is looking, and there sits her sister.

Even now, it still sounded strange coming from his lips. There was a moment of silence during which I tried my hardest to decipher the look on Ophelia’s face. Anger? Sadness? Frustration? Any of those would be viable and warranted. However, as soon as she broke the silence, it became clear that she felt none of those. Instead, she let out a loud, hearty laugh. It continued to the point where she had tears filling her eyes and she began gasping for breath. Admittedly, I too wanted to laugh and I’m sure I would have if my own dire situation was not the object of Ophelia’s amusement.

I’d kill her first before I let her see him like that. “You will let me see him now.” Ophelia retorted, meeting my gaze unflinchingly. “Or else the fever I can feel affecting him at this moment will turn him into a delirious idiot and he will be of no use to you.” Her grey eye seemed even duller than usual, as grim as the sky on a rainy day. “Now will you lead the way or not?” My jaw flexed. Ophelia was never wrong. Turning away, I strode out of the living room. “Follow me.”