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Addicted
The moment my father leaves, I tear a package of blood open, licking every last drop that is left inside it. I feel completely different after consuming it. I don’t think my situation is hopeless anymore. I’m ready to face my mother. I just hope she won’t reach out to me sooner than my dad brings those spells to me. I’m not even afraid of dark magic. A minute ago, I was terrified, just thinking about learning harmful spells. Now? Now, I can’t wait to see why they’re forbidden. I’m going to learn the incantations. As many as I can. And when my mother tries to kill me, I’ll give it my all. I don’t care if I drop dead, as long as she does first. My senses are heightened and my emotions are running wild. But at the same time, I feel cooler than I’ve felt this whole week. I knew Cyrus was fe
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