Nadia POVArriving at my hut, I sighed feeling already exhausted from the day's event. While I lit up the candles across the room, I couldn't help but reminisce about my conversation with the old witch. It was quite odd knowing that my destiny has been written, and while I am curious to know what it could actually be, my gaze went across to the book of shadows on the table.There was something about the book's energy. I could feel a pull to the book and furthermore, the urge to open it up. Despite the urge, I remained calm, realizing the fact that it could be actually dangerous.I walked over to the kitchen and set up my plates, ready to feed on the meat I had cooked earlier. Trying to scoop a morsel into my mouth, the desire to open the book returned, and this time, I couldn't hold back. This was beyond being in suspense and it led me to drop my plate of meat and eventually flee the kitchen.I rushed back to the couch and stared at the book for a moment; what could possibly be inside
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