THE CURSE

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"Watch your tongue!" I shouted, bringing out my fangs. Oscar took a deep breath and sat comfortably on the chair, making sure he wasn’t close to her. "Whenever you are around me, you will have to control your temper." She said and sat up from the chair. She grabbed my chin, looking into my eyes. "Everyone around you might be afraid of you because of how dominant you are, but I am not afraid or scared of you." She started. "I knew you would have this reaction when I told you not to get married to her because of how nasty you are." "Mind your language around me, old hag." I said and smacked her hand off my chin. She smirked and put the wand under her coat, making it disappear. "If I were you, I wouldn’t get married to that girl." She said. "Why?" I asked curiously, even if I hated havin

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