AZALEA'S POV
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The cottage smells of strawberry jam and fresh baked bread, but what really surprised me was the interior of the little home--which isn't as little. I stand in front of the door, my eyes flicking across the beige walls, the leather couch and armchair, the beautiful coffee table made of wood with a granite top-- right in front of a large TV. There's art hanging upon the walls-- abstract and gorgeous. The kitchen even has a fridge, a stove, a microwave. She's living out here normally, but there's no electricity. My mind feels like it's on fire as I try to figure this out, but when she waves her hand, and floating glasses come out of one of the cupboards-- that's when I remember she's a witch.
"You have a beautiful home," A truly beautiful home. If I could live in somethi
