"Woah! What's that? Who wrote this?" Hazel asked as she dragged the piece of paper from my hand, her face etched with curiosity as she read every details in it.
"Who - wrote - this?" Hazel asked once again and this time, her eyes were on me, reading my facial expression.
"It's – it's the tribrid. She came to tell me some things last week concerning the rogues,"
"I'm so worried and confused at this point. I don't know if I can trust her." I murmured and sighed deeply before running my fingers through my hair.
Hazel's brows wrinkled as she gave me an intense gaze and made an effort to comprehend what I had said. "I don't get you, Camelia. You mean the tribrid helped you break the spell and in turn, she's spying on you and sending you weird letters?"
"It says here that you are mine. W
