CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED- ONE

Tasha didn’t think she’d been so bored in her entire life. Spending all her days being doted on by the person she hated. Watching him act like a lovesick puppy towards her. She thought it’d be fun but now it just irritated her. Although she didn’t out-rightly reject his affections, she merely tolerated them. Never letting him touch her and even making him get a extra mattress for his room so he could sleep on the floor while she took the bed.

The magic she was exerting for this spell was draining her even more than she had anticipated and at that point it was quiet obvious that her next spell would obviously be her last and may even be the death of her. It was the only reason she hadn’t killed him yet. The time needed to be right. She didn’t want to do anything without thoroughly planning it out. It would be risky…and stupid. He had to know what he had done. She had to undo the love spell at the very last moment so that he can realize just how much he had fucked up once again, letting