Masha's POV
When I was younger, I used to belong to a small coven with a few sisters. The leader was a slightly proud woman who loved to brag about her achievements as a good witch. And in all actuality, there was absolutely nothing she couldn't do, the power of divination belonged to her. I knew I wanted to be like her when I grew older, but the problem was, unlike my sisters who could learn and harness a spell by just looking at it, it took longer for me to learn a single spell, let alone master it. The leader's condescending and prejudiced attitude against me and everyone's continuous taunting made me develop a sort of hatred towards her and everyone who thinks they are superior than the rest of us that are struggling. I admit that I was only being jealous of those that don't have to d
