“OKAY, BUT HERE is a question, why are we hiding this from Prime?” I ask when we get out of the tomb.
Malorie stays behind, doing whatever witchy thing she is going to do, and I walk out with both of the sisters on each side of me. It has been an hour full of surprising things, but it seems like nothing has fazed them at all.
I’m on the other side, feels like my whole life has been a lie even though I had just known Karen for a couple of years. It is still surreal in my head, at the fact that she was a witch, and she had something to do with my pregnancy. It is even surreal for the fact that the baby inside of me is a product of a dark forbidden magic.
Enough to make these sisters to risk their secret to talk to me, to find the source of the dark magic and get rid of what is remainin
