Lena's POV.
Vincent leaves the office to go and get the younger lady, we still don't know her name.
“Freya are you ok?” I ask her, because she keeps staring at one point on the wall.
“It's all my fault.” She whispers but we can hear her.
“What are you talking about?” Leo asked, he looked worried.
“I never should've trusted them with the grimoires, I should've taken them with the rest and then none of this would've happened.” She says as she starts pacing up and down the office and then Leo gets up and halts her.
“Listen to me, none of this is your fault. Don't even think it at all, this was done by someone that wants to hurt me, so if they didn't get their hands in this spell, they would've done something else. The only person to blame here is me. And we should see this as some
