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I am also a witch
Kayla POV. The party was very crowded, and I felt uncomfortable in the crowded living room. But I had to stay there to avoid arousing Monica's suspicion. I knew many friends here, and I excused myself after a few brief conversations with them. Monica sensed my nervousness: "Kayla, you look a little nervous. Relax, I think you need to get used to it." "Yes, indeed. I'm going to get some wine; that might help me a little." I hid my emotions and moved closer to the table to get a glass of wine. Howard went off somewhere, and as soon as he came in here, he was gone. I pick up my glass and pretend to sip it while I look for Howard with my eyes. When I turned around to face Monica's place, I found Howard suddenly appearing and talking to Monica as if he had come to life. Since he turned
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