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Gabriel’s POV There was something wrong with Evelina’s story. She was a terrible liar. Her story about spending time with her tia was fishy. Aside from that, knowing which potion to use almost immediately…spotting the effects of Amaya’s symptoms… These were not just things someone picked up from spending time with witches. I’d spent a great deal of time with Amaya and didn’t know half the stuff Evelina knew. The way she effortlessly discerned the subtle nuances of a witch drained of magic sent a shiver of trepidation down my spine. I couldn’t shake the feeling that there was more to Evelina than met the eye. Her innocent facade masked a depth of understanding that surpassed mere observation or intuition. It was as though she had been groomed for this, prepared for a world where magic an