"Who are you?!" shrieked Theresia frantically. An old man dressed in all black opened the veil that covered his head and face, he smiled at Theresia. Then he stretched out his hand and said, "It's me, your grandfather." Theresia's smile expanded perfectly, her annoyance momentarily disappeared because of her grandfather. Theresia scattered hugging Grandpa Hans tightly, letting go of the longing. She hadn't seen her grandfather for the past few months, however, it was only Hans that Theresia had now. Because her father and mother have died, now only Hans' grandfather still cares about him. "Grandpa, I miss you," Theresia said in her arms. Hans only laughed a little in response to his grandson, he also really missed Theresia. But whatever her decision was, it was best for Theresia and the other witches. Theresia let go of her hug. "Come on, go into the room. It's very cold here, grandpa," she said pulling Hans into her ro
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