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2024-10-29 19:42:56After reading a message from Samil and getting sure that I was not going to be fired I could finally try falling asleep. One thing was for certain, I was getting tired of constant accusations, I was getting tired of taking one step forward and two steps back. I became much closer to admitting that I needed Sister's help. She could truly become my only hope…
Surely, I believed that my Grandma would do her best in finding a way to solve my problems, she was going to risk everything, so I didn't die on my birthday, but perhaps, that was the whole point… Deep in my mind I knew that she was even going to sacrifice herself in order to make me live, and I was not going to stand back and watch her decide on something like that. I needed to make a choice on my own, and my choice was clear. I had to learn how to fully understand and control my magic. I needed to work on some backup plan, in case it would turn out that Samil and I weren't meant to be together after all&hel
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It was dawning when Sister finished her story. We managed to drink three bottles of wine, but certainly we didn't have to worry about getting drunk or having a hangover. Lack of sleep couldn't bother us either. That was the upper side of being a witch.After the whole night of talking, we used a few spells to improve our looks. Then I made us breakfast, and we were ready to work on making the cor inane for Samil's men. Chris showed up after 10 AM and brought the clothes and other things for Sister. Then his men delivered thousands of crystals, some for the amulets and some to make a powder that can be used on bullets. There was a lot of work ahead of me and Sister.For the first time, I was glad that Samil wasn't around. I felt more at ease then. I didn't have to worry about my boyfriend's peculiar behavior. I wasn't sure if he'd act the same way the next time he and Sister met, but I'd rather not think about it at the time...Sister was friendly towards everyon
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A Kissing Spell Fragile alliance
Samil took Sister and me to my apartment. While driving, he turned out to be surprisingly considerate towards Sister and even sent someone to get clothes, shoes, and other basic stuff for her to accommodate comfortably in her new environment. Perhaps I should be glad that he was helpful, but I couldn't help it. It just bothered me more and more. I tried not to show it, yet keeping a smile on my face was no longer possible. Unlike me, Samil was… smiling. He was smiling towards Sister. I had noticed it a few times, and it instantly brought chills to my spine. He'd never been so submissive to me, and now, Sister said a single word, and he immediately made a phone call to get her what she wanted!I felt completely left out in a conversation while we were in the car. If I had been an outsider, I would have thought that she was Samil's girlfriend, not me. I didn't like it in the slightest. I kept telling myself that there were more important things to handle, things concerni
