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Debora searched his face for any sort of reaction but Felix offered none. Debora gave him time to adjust to the new information and when he raised his eyebrows in question she knew it was time for some storytelling. Debora hated it. She hadn't mentioned Tamsin to no one in six years. It would be a life if Debora said she never thought about her former best friend from time to time and cried. She had in fact missed the witch but Tamsin hated her. "Tamsin and I were good friends since childhood. She was from another coven but since she was so close to me our coven treated her like our own." Debora recited as if reading from a fairytale book. She shifted uncomfortably in his arms until he stopped her. "Don't." He warned. Debora internally cursed at Felix for knowing her so well. He