Lucy’s POV
Malena looked between me and Aunt several times, and my nerves went haywire. The pit of anxiety twisting inside me was now wreaking havoc on my entire system. Aunt wasn't helping either—she kept shifting in her seat like a squirrel on espresso.
I swear, I must have died a little inside from anticipation, because when Malena finally spoke, her voice sounded like it was echoing from deep inside a pit. Or maybe I was the one in the pit. Either way, I was spiraling.
“I guess it’s gonna be a tough one,” she said.
I opened my eyes, realizing I’d shut them tight, waiting with bated breath.
“The bottom line is—is it possible?” Aunt asked firmly, needing clarity.
“Yes, but with difficulty,” Malena replied. “The spell can be broken, but it’s going to cost you guys more.”
“If it’s m
