Chapter 33:
Thalia’s POV:
My eyes were glazed with tears, and I was looking at my mother who was crying out of pain. Her hand reached out to me but I stepped back before she could put her filthy hands on me. I whispered the spell Olesia taught me a few days ago to kill another witch. As every word spilled out of my lips, my mother screamed, and roared. Instead of red, black blood purged out of her skin where I stabbed her. For some reason, I didn’t feel any remorse. I was turning into a heartless person. Just like my mother.
“There is only one person who I love, and it’s Erik. The son of the person you killed sixteen years ago,” I whispered. I just wanted her to know the truth before she finally dies. At least she won’t wonder whether I loved someone or not. I wasn’t as heartless or cr
