Another witch. One who looked exactly like me and whose mannerisms mimicked mine. And, who was now dating the other soul I loved, and who loved me? f**k, f**k, f**k.
I started pacing my room, breathing rapidly, clenching my jaw and fists. My shoulders were hunched, and I could feel a tension headache beginning as I grappled with my helplessness and inability to control this situation. I groaned, realizing I'd worked myself into a tizzy.
"I'm going to go and have a soak in the tub to try and clear my head. Thank you for the warning. I do appreciate it, even though I'm sure it doesn't look like it with the way I'm acting right now," I muttered and stalked out of the bedroom and into the bathroom.
I dug in the cupboard, looking for one of the mason jars labeled 'Bissful Bath Salt Soak.'
