Annabel’s pov
My eyes widened in disbelief as I attempted to unleash the same devastating power that had vanquished Jacob, yet to my astonishment, nothing happened. Jennifer stood before me unscathed, a mocking glint in her eyes.
"What... why isn't it working?" I stammered, my confusion intertwining with frustration.
Jennifer chuckled, the sound dripping with malevolence. "I am not your target, Annabel. Your aim is elsewhere."
A surge of realization struck me like a lightning bolt. My powers, seemingly unleashed at my whims, were tethered to a sinister puppeteer pulling the strings. In Jennifer's twisted game, my abilities were a pawn wielded for her amusement.
"You see, dear Annabel," Jennifer continued, relishing my bewilderment, "your true target lies beyond me. Direct your wrat
